She talked to him again. It was nice. It was really nice. But why is it that he is the only one that can make her open up like she did? Why was the conversation so easy?
The last time the conversations were that easy, it was with Arnold. Arnold isn't on her mind though. He is. Little old him. How could he possibly be taken? No matter how many times she says she gets her way, she knows it's not true. She does NOT always get her way. Very seldom actually.
First, almost tripping at the sight of him. If only he knew she purposely raised her voice so he could hear her, and he did. He turned and looked at her, that's when she tripped. She then walked over and the conversation went on from there. How easy it was.
Sometimes, she wishes he would look at her like that again. Like he was thinking of her. She didn't care what went through his mind as long as it was about her. Selfish isn't it? He does not belong to her. He most likely never will, but she can't help herself. He gets to her in so many little ways.
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