i don't talk to people much, especially people my age so this was kind of exciting in a way, i was so glad he said he was alright, i offered up a shy smile. what was i thinking? that i could be his friend? i very rarely talk to people my age so ive never really had a friend. that couldn't be possible for me to have- right? when i met his eyes i saw he was crying and felt instantly guilty, i saw the pain in his eyes and the color- it was a beautiful green. "w-why are you here?" i asked shyly, still looking up at his eyes.
(so sorry for the reply being late- i didnt see your post- my computer was having problems)



