Her day was starting terribly, but she still kept a smile on her face. It was finally Friday. She was happy it was her lunch and afterwards she only had one more class. She was sitting with people she had met only a month prior. She already felt close to them. She was quiet. Miscellaneous conversations bounced between her table and the one next to it. She wanted to be included so she gets up to go to the other table and continues to attempt to be involved in the discussions. Occasionally sharing a few laughs she sat down at the table she wasn’t apart of previously. After she sits, someone sits on the chair with her. She paused, and looked perplexed for a moment. Her mind said “who are you, and why are sitting on this chair with me?” but her mouth didn’t quite want to release those questions. Coming back to reality, she finally says “Did I say you could sit with me?” to the person who was quite close to her for being strangers.
He was short but taller than her, he had a nice smile, welcoming eyes, and his hair looked soft. He looked sweet. She got so lost in studying his appearance she didn’t register his response. “You what?” she finally says tuning back into the conversation. “I was gonna move you.” he responded smoothly. She liked his voice. “Move me?” She asked. “Like physically touching me?” “Yes, I was going to lift you off the chair and place you down.” He responded. He was easy to talk to. “You’re funny. What’s your name?’” She responded smiling. "CJ, but my..." "Really? I'm CJ too! Well Cyndi Janiece. But my family calls me CJ." She interrupted, but realized she was rambling and promptly shut up. "That's cool, I've never met another CJ." He responded chuckling. He liked how she liked to talk. He felt comfortable with her. She continued to talk but he tuned out her voice to focus on her appearance.
Her eyes looked soft. Her was able to read her. She looked like she had been through a lot but she looked happy. She had a pretty smile. Her braces were pink and hey were as bright as her personality. She was dressed casually, and he liked the look on her. She continued to talk while he was lost in her. He liked her voice. She sounded mature yet welcoming. It was some what soothing. He was almost lulled to sleep. He was enjoying his moment with her. He had been awakened from his daydream by the sound of the bell. “Nice meeting you!” She says to him smiling. Before he could respond she had grabbed her bag and was on her way to class. He wanted to see her again, but he wasn’t sure how.
She goes on with her day without a second thought of her conversation with CJ at lunch. Class was boring and she was ready for the bell to ring. After an agonizing forty eight minutes she got her wish and was leaving class. Climbing up the stairs to the third floor she wondered what she was about to do next. She had no practices, or plans with friends. She was going home with her best friend Sydney tonight with Kennedy, but that wasn’t until seven because they had practice. She had no idea how to waste three hours and forty five minutes. This made her sad and brought her back to how her day started. Terribly. With this in mind, she leaves her bags at school and left.
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