“hey, sorry about that. i didnt see you there.” he grinned at me, his pearly whites blindingly… white.
i stared into his sea blue eyes.
“no, my bad,” did i just say that? omigawd NO ONE says ‘my bad’ anymore! “uh, thanks,” i muttered, and took my books.
“no problem. ashley, right?”
he knew my name. Oh. My. GOD .
“ya. ur andrew.”
“ya. ill see you round.”
“bye,” i stammered, waved, and, as he walked away, nearly passed out.

srry, had to continue wit the same blog. this was way 2 important of a story to skip out on. i just had to give you the yummy details. can you still taste them? mmm, they sure taste good.