she changes into her yoga outfit and gets ready to leave for class and, in a bid to appear nonchalant (as if actions can ever truly mirror and dictate feelings), picks up her bag and knapsack and leaves the room without looking back.
but old habits are hard to break, and obsessions even harder still.
and as she closes the door the 12 year old in her nevertheless decides to peek over the edge for one last glimpse.
only to find him looking straight back at her.
shite.
attempts to put more water into the glass. and hope the darned thing doesn't leak.
guilty
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4 comments:
Er... in amongst all sending of smouldering looks between buildings, is anyone doing the natural thing, that is, smiling in acknowledgement.
"gee, you know what fellers, there is this chicky bird in the next building, always looking my way, never smiles or waves or anything, downright unfriendly she is. Do you reckon I should call the cops & have her arrested for stalking or something?"
uh! cliffhanger!
If changing into the yoga outfit was done in front of the window, it is no wonder he was looking.
i think u should do a whoopsie my top fell off moment while channig into oyur yoga outfit next time. that will surely get his attention!!
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