Untitled. Random teenage whim.

24 11 09


I don't get why he likes me. I mean, liking him is practically unavoidable, seeing as how girls do double takes whenever they pass by us at the mall, or toss him paper napkins whenever the two of us dine outside.


Us.


I like how that sounds.


I digress.


I really cannot for the life of me understand why someone like him would find home in someone like me. Granted, my looks have somehow mellowed and turned me into a better looking duck, but I'm still far from looking like that swan they talk about. My hair has tamed a bit, if at all; my smile has grown, my eyes have twinkled, my body began to embrace ladyhood...


Yes, I look decent; but I'm not beautiful. Not even halfway there.


And so I live each day with hesitance. 


He hasn't even met my friends yet! Hasn't even seen me with them. Hasn't seen how plain I look like compared to their gorgeous bodies and faces, infectious laughter, abnormally slick hair. I stand out from them like a toothpick would stand out in a group of Q-tips.


It's unbeara-


"Hey, what are you doing?" She froze in her tracks, allowing her mind to come up with something that would seem plausible an excuse. "Writing, for... y'know... whatever it is I have to write for..." He wiggled his eyebrows in response. "ENGLISH! I'm. Doing. This. For. My. English. Paper." She punctuated each word with her fingers on her mouse closing the tabs on the computer.

"In your blog?" She turned crimson and cleared her throat. "Why, yes!" She managed to squeak out. "And you suppose I believe you?" "Wai-"

But before she could do anything he took the mouse and opened the last pages accessed. Finally, he stumbled upon the drafts page and saw the half-written scribble on her fears. Three moods passed by his face, which bewildered her. Playfulness, confusion, and - finally - comprehension.

He highlighted the whole thing and typed one carefully thought-of statement. One statement that she would - for days - look at and marvel. And smile upon.

I love this girl because she's what she is, and I promise to make her feel beautiful every single day.