They told me to go for it! Approach him myself, he would never notice me otherwise...I was too quiet.
But -once again- they were wrong. He did notice me...once. Things felt different then.
He had walked to the counter. The cashier's eyes lit up at his presence, like everyone else's. He was so popular, even though he was odd.
It made me think...why can't I be like that? Why am I odd, but unaccepted? What made him different?
I was jealous, but I wasn't angry.
He couldn't help himself, he was just likeable.
While they went about making his order, he crossed a leg over the other, leaned against a side of the counter, and just...observed.
It was inevitable he would see me, but it was my fault I hadn't averted my eyes. I didn't want to. When our eyes met, he smiled.
Smiled.
At me.
He, someone so perfect on the outside, someone I knew couldn't possibly be like me in any way, smiled at me.
Then he turned away.
We didn't meet eyes the next day.
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They Told Me...
PoetryAlicia is not a normal girl. Though she looks like one, though she believes deep in her heart she might just be as normal as anyone else, she is not. Alicia is not a normal girl, but she does like coffee, and that's something, isn't it?
