He watched her cross the room. Not the most beautiful, or thinnest, or most anything. She was intriguing though. He’d never seen her before, but the way she walked, sat, and spoke to the person next to her drew him in. Suddenly fascinated, suddenly determined to learn who she was. She wiggled a pen between her fingers. Her eyes a deep brown. He glanced away, then back to find her looking at him. His pulse jumped, she smiled at him, shyly, then looked away. He waited his chance, walking over to her. She smiled at him, he smiled back, "hey."
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