the girl i saw before school stuck in my mind.

i'd never seen her before yesterday and wondered if she was new to the school.

i felt myself wanting to know more about her.

i tapped my pen against my book

restless to go home and escape this place.

what is her name?

where did she come from?

but i forced these thoughts away because

we'd probably never speak

we'd probably never cross paths again.

she probably had friends
family
a busy life.

we'll never be friends

so stop thinking about her.

the image of the girl with light brown hair and gleaming eyes returned.

i can't.

[i'm excited for them to meet ^.^]