BONNIE
I'm not good at flirting.
My way of getting Marcy to notice me was by repeating what she said in attendance and smiling like a dofus.
But it seemed to affect her pretty throughly, considering how she turned beet red and had to look away.
I noticed when she first walked in how beautiful she was. Her eyes were a shade of auburn that was nearly red, her skin was a gentle olive shade, and the way her hair framed her face was perfect.
But her expressions got me.
Her neutral expression showed a girl that had been worn down but still stood today. She was tried but strong.
It was gorgeous.
I decided to talk to her after school. I caught her in the hall right before she walked out the door. Literally caught her. I grabbed her shoulder. She snapped her head around in alarm, but relaxed when she realized it was me.
"Oh. Hey, Bonnie"
"Hey." I replied, trying to catch my breath. "You're new here, right? Want to get some coffee with me?" She seemed shocked at my offer, but smiled and nodded.
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At the coffee shop she ordered a regular black coffee. I ordered a Carmel mocha. We had a few sips in silence before I started a conversation.
"Where did you move here from?"
"Las Vegas." She replied with a shrug.
"Las Vegas? Really? What's it like there?" I asked, leaning in closer. I was genuinely interested. I'd heard a lot about Las Vegas, and I wanted to know more.
"Not very good." She replied. "There are a lot of homeless people, and most of the population are sexist assholes who catcall anyone with breasts. The lights just mask it all, make it seem great."
I stared at Marcy. This girl was amazing. She was so poetic. But I had to break my stare.
"Do you like Colorado better than Las Vegas?" I asked, trying to keep the conversation mellow.
"By a lot." She smiled "people are friendlier here, and there's more space. I love it."
"Good. I love it too." I replied, before blushing and burying my face in my coffee.
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By the time I had to leave, I had Marcy's number in my cell phone and a light feeling in my chest. I walked into the giant empty mansion I called home, and scampered straight up to my room. I turned on my music and laid on my bed, thinking of the star that I had encountered that day.