What I love about her most is that…that way she smiles. At first it looks like she’s being shy, or modest, covering up her grin with a hand covered in scribbles of math homework, looking up from underneath thick lashes. But when you really look at her, it’s instantly easy to see that it’s more a display of mischievousness than a mark of modesty. That glint in her green-grey eyes reveals nothing, but you can’t help but wonder just what makes her smile like that. Coppery strands of hair fall into her face, threatening to hide her. But no…they hover just enough to frame those gorgeous eyes.

I could just stare at her all day, trying to figure out what makes her tick; what makes her put on that irresistible smile.

If only she’d look that way at me.

[I seem to have trouble articulating my thoughts this week. :/ I mostly just fell in love with the photo and wanted to use it.]