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Why oh why are you staring at me? (Intro to Skater)
Staring
Staring
Staring
All he did was stare. Deep blue orbs burned into the side of her face. Normally this wouldn’t bother her but holy hell it was annoying.
Normally she would have gladly excepted it, maybe look back a little coyly.
Staring.
Fuck it…Her hand slipped, green underglaze smeared angrily over a beautiful orange colour.
Dip brush in water, swirl, the clear water getting tinted with green.
A quick look, sneak peek, over to the staring boy. Yep still staring. God dammit.
Finally, “What the fuck is your problem, stary boy?”
Blink, blink, more staring…
Turn back to the task at hand, okay whatev.
Burning, burning. Drowning in those eyes, at least the right side of my face is…
Blushing, ‘This is seriously getting to me.’
Turn back to boy, “Again I ask, what is wrong with you? Do I have a billboard on the side of my face that reads, Stare at me obscenely then don’t answer the girl when she asks you.’ Hm?!!?”
More FUCKING staring…
“Do I know you?” boy asks.
HOLY SHIT! “I’m in this class Einstein. I have been for the past 2 months.” Trying to fix ugly smear of green…
Commence the staring again.
Turn back to boy, “Would you like a picture, they don’t get as pissed at you.” Okay so the blushing has turned into full on red faced, I want to stab you with the end of this paintbrush if you don’t stop staring, angry.
Boy smirks, ARG!!!
“You’re really red, something the matter?” Still smirking.
I wonder if I have a skin coloured underglaze, maybe if I just paint over his mouth…
Turn yet again back to project, still staring.
Maybe the eyes too…
Ring…
God dammit!! I haven’t finished my project because of Mr. I have a staring problem.
Put project away…
SLAM!
Wonderful I just bumped into Staring boy…
Books, pencils, everywhere. That’s what I get for having my nose in a book…
“Sorry. I was staring at the wall next to your head so much I didn’t see you.” Stary, smirky boy stated.
Oh so I could add asshole to that list too.
Raise eyebrow, “Witty comeback much.” Ha. Take that…
“Really? I thought it was so amusing.” Fucking eyebrow mirrored hers.
Not saying anything for a moment, she inspected his shaggy brown hair, slightly baggy pants, and skater shoes, nothing to comment about there. Fucking fuck..
“I take your silence for stupidity. Laters gorgeous.”
Fucking asshole, smarmy, idi….Wait did he just call me gorgeous?
Staring
Staring
All he did was stare. Deep blue orbs burned into the side of her face. Normally this wouldn’t bother her but holy hell it was annoying.
Normally she would have gladly excepted it, maybe look back a little coyly.
Staring.
Fuck it…Her hand slipped, green underglaze smeared angrily over a beautiful orange colour.
Dip brush in water, swirl, the clear water getting tinted with green.
A quick look, sneak peek, over to the staring boy. Yep still staring. God dammit.
Finally, “What the fuck is your problem, stary boy?”
Blink, blink, more staring…
Turn back to the task at hand, okay whatev.
Burning, burning. Drowning in those eyes, at least the right side of my face is…
Blushing, ‘This is seriously getting to me.’
Turn back to boy, “Again I ask, what is wrong with you? Do I have a billboard on the side of my face that reads, Stare at me obscenely then don’t answer the girl when she asks you.’ Hm?!!?”
More FUCKING staring…
“Do I know you?” boy asks.
HOLY SHIT! “I’m in this class Einstein. I have been for the past 2 months.” Trying to fix ugly smear of green…
Commence the staring again.
Turn back to boy, “Would you like a picture, they don’t get as pissed at you.” Okay so the blushing has turned into full on red faced, I want to stab you with the end of this paintbrush if you don’t stop staring, angry.
Boy smirks, ARG!!!
“You’re really red, something the matter?” Still smirking.
I wonder if I have a skin coloured underglaze, maybe if I just paint over his mouth…
Turn yet again back to project, still staring.
Maybe the eyes too…
Ring…
God dammit!! I haven’t finished my project because of Mr. I have a staring problem.
Put project away…
SLAM!
Wonderful I just bumped into Staring boy…
Books, pencils, everywhere. That’s what I get for having my nose in a book…
“Sorry. I was staring at the wall next to your head so much I didn’t see you.” Stary, smirky boy stated.
Oh so I could add asshole to that list too.
Raise eyebrow, “Witty comeback much.” Ha. Take that…
“Really? I thought it was so amusing.” Fucking eyebrow mirrored hers.
Not saying anything for a moment, she inspected his shaggy brown hair, slightly baggy pants, and skater shoes, nothing to comment about there. Fucking fuck..
“I take your silence for stupidity. Laters gorgeous.”
Fucking asshole, smarmy, idi….Wait did he just call me gorgeous?