Beautiful
"You're beautiful, Diane."
Diane grinned at the comment and kept passing. He had said that to her every time they met. Yet she ignored him. She wasn't interested in anyone, especially at the moment with A level's to study for. Although, it was a nice thought to have someone there that liked her – who thought she was beautiful. It helped rid her of the doubt of being unlovable that plagued her.
"You're beautiful, Diane." Paul said this time, as they walked out of the last A level exam. He kept walking, not expecting a reply, when she spoke up.
"If you really think so, take me to the movies this Friday?" She replied to his retreating back.
The figure stopped and turned around. Diane saw the smile erupt on his face as he realised what she had said. Bounding back up to her, he finally spoke.
"You mean that, Diane?"
Nodding her head, he spoke.
"Would you like to accompany me to the movies this Friday, Diane?"
"I would love to, Paul."