I step through the doorway
Into the glossy wood floored room
With mirrors
And bars lining the walls.
I see her there,
Humming to herself,
Twirling around the room.
She blushes when she sees me watching
But quickly regains her composure
And dips into an elegant bow
Before righting herself and smiling at me.
"Hey, " I say from my position across the room.
I use my heel to kick the door closed, and I walk towards her.
"Hey," she says, and before I can breathe, her lips are on mine.
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RomantikaI love history even more today. Group projects were announced. I typically hate them, although I never do most of the work. I do what I need to do, nothing more nothing less. Today, I was paired with her. Her and one other girl, who's out sick. ...
