hastwothumbs

I met the most beautiful girl a few days back.

She was this very pretty indie girl with long, flowing black hair. She was wearing a green and brown striped shirt that had a huge beige collar, the kind of shirt you only see on Nick-At-Nite sitcoms these days. Her pants were brown corduroy and she had gray tennis shoes.

Anyway, I was at school and it was about three minutes before I had to take a test. I had forgotten about said test and ran to the student store to buy a scantron. I was walking up this huge flight of stairs, she was coming down them. I looked at her, she looked at me, I immediately looked down at my shoes, and walked past her.

After the encounter I swore that, if I ever see her again, I'm going to be more discreet when I look at her.