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Slitherclaw · 09-15-2011, 10:31 PM

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Originally Posted by brave-at-heart-xo

They must have continued to move closer. They must have. Or else they wouldn't be this close. He could easily take her hand, it was only sitting on her knee. He could take it and it would fit perfectly with his.

She wanted him to take her hand, and spin her around. She wanted to sing because he made her happy. Happy wasn't even the word to describe what he made her. He made her above and beyond happy.

This was perfect. She glanced over at him, trying not to let him see. She wanted to rest her head on his shoulder, and breathe him in. But she wouldn't. She sighed. Content.

"As long as possible. At night. Friends." She repeated back, staring into his eyes. She tilted her head towards him, smiling. "Sounds...perfect."

"Friends. Perfect."

I repeated as I smiled merrily down to her. I couldn't help think to myself that I wasn't...doing anything. And I should. I mean, obviously. I should be taking the initiative. For what? Well...I'm not really sure. But I shouldda.

As I looked into her eyes (her wonderful chocolate eyes, may I add) I thought of all the girls at home. They were...so petty. So insignificant compared to Cinderella. Some were shallow, some were not, most were petty. They had very small worlds, not many could see the big picture, like I could.

But Cinderella could see the bigger picture. She wasn't petty at all. Or at least that's what I thought. And I'm nearly never wrong.

But...I still should be taking initiative. Basically, I'm just sitting around trying to think of something besides doing something. It was...disturbing. Mostly because I wanted to take initiative but I wasn't and...ugh. My head confuses me.

Almost without think, I let my hand drift to my knee, to the point where our pinky fingers were practically touching.

09-15-2011, 10:31 PM	#170 (permalink)
Slitherclaw Fire Slug Join Date: Mar 2010 Location: In a cloud. Maybe. Posts: 161 Hogwarts RPG Name: Justin Sigal Sixth Year	Quote: Originally Posted by brave-at-heart-xo They must have continued to move closer. They must have. Or else they wouldn't be this close. He could easily take her hand, it was only sitting on her knee. He could take it and it would fit perfectly with his. She wanted him to take her hand, and spin her around. She wanted to sing because he made her happy. Happy wasn't even the word to describe what he made her. He made her above and beyond happy. This was perfect. She glanced over at him, trying not to let him see. She wanted to rest her head on his shoulder, and breathe him in. But she wouldn't. She sighed. Content. "As long as possible. At night. Friends." She repeated back, staring into his eyes. She tilted her head towards him, smiling. "Sounds...perfect." "Friends. Perfect." I repeated as I smiled merrily down to her. I couldn't help think to myself that I wasn't...doing anything. And I should. I mean, obviously. I should be taking the initiative. For what? Well...I'm not really sure. But I shouldda. As I looked into her eyes (her wonderful chocolate eyes, may I add) I thought of all the girls at home. They were...so petty. So insignificant compared to Cinderella. Some were shallow, some were not, most were petty. They had very small worlds, not many could see the big picture, like I could. But Cinderella could see the bigger picture. She wasn't petty at all. Or at least that's what I thought. And I'm nearly never wrong. But...I still should be taking initiative. Basically, I'm just sitting around trying to think of something besides doing something. It was...disturbing. Mostly because I wanted to take initiative but I wasn't and...ugh. My head confuses me. Almost without think, I let my hand drift to my knee, to the point where our pinky fingers were practically touching.