I sit behind you for eighty minutes every day in language arts. Your hair is beautiful, it so soft and luscious. I smells like axe with a hint of cucumbers, I like cucumbers. Your wearing a t-shirt that frames your perfectly hot abs. Though the back of your head is beautiful so is the front. I purposely get up in the middle of class the sharpen my pencil because I want to look at you on my way back to my seat. Oh, you’re so gorgeous. Like your face was carved by the gods. I only I could hold that glorious face within my hands, then my life would be complete.
At the end of class I walked to my locker and met up with my BFF Jill. As he walked by my locker I felt my heart melt.
I turned to Jill and said, “Oh he is so wonderful…I just wish he knew I existed.”
The year was almost over, and I had every intention of having him notice me by the end of the year.
After school I walked along the street looking at my surroundings, I wanted to remember everything. I stood at the end of the drive way, took out my lawn chair and sat down starring at the house. I sat there for about an hour until the door opened. Sheldon stood in the door way. He looked glorious like he just stepped out of Hot Heaven.
There was a long pause then finally he said, “Go away stalker!”
I was appalled! I yelled back, “I am not a stalker!”
I was so mad I picked up my lawn chair and walked home. That’s the last time I ever go for a man in mathematics club!
I love your details! I can really see the deep infatuation your character has for Sheldon. Also, the lawn chair was an excellent touch, giving the reader a clue that this "love" is beyond normal.
ReplyDeleteI loved your story, i liked your deaitles and that i thought that it was funny and intertaining if i were u i would try to creat a bigger story.
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