Chp 3. Is it her?
269 Words
POV:
Ash Thomson
Life is so unpredictable. Anything can happen at any time and at any place and sometimes you don't even realize it. Sometimes life can be perfect but other times it can be a complete mess.
For me, my life has always been a mess, Nobody really talked to me which explains why I have no friends. Most people were afraid to approach me even for a pen, and no one really liked me because they just judged me by my looks.
Anyways, as my thoughts consumed me while I was playing football, my eyes noticed a moment from a far distance.
Is it her?
Her back was facing me, while she carried a bag of luggage, I threw my football in between her legs, to stop her and take a glance towards her.
Ray Mella, it is her.
She wore her black sweater and ripped jeans, her brown locks hang straight down her back as she towered in a pair of feathers pink heals, her eyeliner was so sharp,Oh My Dear God!
The fierce look on her face added to her beauty. What the f**k has happened to her in three months? How come she all the sudden looks so beautiful and sexy?
Fuck I liked her before, but now I don't know what she is doing to me, actually without doing anything. I removed my gaze from her and acted to play it cool, continuing to throw my football up and down.
I know it's strange, cause I didn't make any meaningful comment or irritate her, but I just couldn't.
I like her more now.
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