Sunday, June 20, 2010

Wish I could still write like this...

She is cool.
Hopes are too.
He isn't cool.
Won't he be jealous of her?
Ask her why he isn't cool he tells himself.
'Why am I not cool?' he asks.
'Because of your hair' she replys.
She grabs a lock of his crazy spirally hair.
'Isn't curly hair cool?'
'Sure it is, but yours is mega curly so it out-cools you.'
Herself is quite conscious of her own perfectly waved hair. She feels bad for Tom. Wonders whether she should apologise. 'How?' She questions herself. Many seconds later she clears her throat. Years it seems since the awkward silence began. He glances at her expecting her to speak. Looks are shot between the two of them. As he starts to walk away she taps his shoulder. If only her popular girl pride wasn't in the way she would say sorry. He turns back to her. 'Might be something embarrasing she wants to say' he wonders. 'Be cool and act friendly' he thinks.

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