*He's* all I think about (3)
The coach blew his whistle,telling the swimmers to immerse themselves in the water.I couldn’t take my eyes off him.I don’t know why,he’s just amazing.Ugghhh.Stop,you’ve gotta find a nicer hotter guy.But is that even possible.Oh my god.Did he just wink at me?Did I just smile back at him?Are they getting out of the water?Is he coming to meet me?This is such a nightmare,but somehow,still a dream.
“Hey,I’m sorry I wasn’t there to answer your call.”He smiled. I got a tingly feeling “Down there”.
“What,I didn’t call.”I was playing dumb for obvious reasons. The truth is that I called him last night and got his amazing machine.It was like “Dude, sorry I’m not here…”And then I got another tingly feeling.Why did I call him, I hate him,Lisel get over him.
“Listen Red Hot,your number was on my missed calls.”Did he call me hot again?Could he actually love me?No way, snap out of it!
“Whatever.”I shrugged.His body looked so yummy.Ugh.
Brent was ready to go,and I hightailed it out of there also.
“Bye Red Hot.”