[Tyson]
In my opinion, the BBQ had been a roaring success. Bianca was clearly a shy type of girl, but so laid back and friendly. My parents adored her and as the outing came to a close, my mom had looked at me with sympathy.
“Pity she wasn’t the one,” she had whispered, and my dad agreed. Bianca was delightful. She paid attention when those around her spoke, she laughed in all the right places and she was polite when someone asked her a question. I wasn’t blind though, I knew that she felt uncomfortable, and I could tell that she would second-guess herself and her responses. She wasn’t just shy, she also didn’t have much confidence. I also couldn’t help but notice that the clothing she wore was brand new and although that didn’t bother me, clearly it bothered her. She fidgeted a lot with
