3. THE Conversation
"Wow" he said, "these are amazing drawings... i wish i had a talent like that". His crystal, bright blue eyes met mine, and i gazed into them. I realized i was staring and averted my eyes. He handed over the book and held out his hand and i grabbed it. He pulled me up and i could tell he had been working out by his strength. He brushed back his shiny light brown hair.
"Thanks" i said quickly to rid of the awkwardness that was present.
"Maby we could hang out some time?" He mentioned shyly.
"Ya, maby in a few minutes after we find our rooms."
"That would be great. Meet me out by the fountian. Ill be there with a few friends. Okay?"
"Okay. That sounds fine"
And for the first time ever, i finally felt....... right....... around a guy. For the longest time i had only been friends with girls because my parents always told me that boys were not meant to be friends with girls. But this time, it was different... this time i knew that we met for a REASON, one that not even my parents could deny.