- "Emily, He's Looking At You" -
Lunch.
That's when these little moments always happen.
So on one of these sunny April days, just about two weeks ago in fact, I sat in the sun with all my friends, soaking up its rays.
I had seen Johnny, who was seated under a tree with his friends just a few dozen yards away.
I lay down on the wall, letting my head dangle over the edge (this wall is just a few feet from the ground).
I let my reddish blonde hair blow in the spring wind, and closed my eyes, smiling with pleasure at the beautiful day.
"Emily, he's looking at you," whispered my friend, Mary (cover). "Oh man, he's REALLY looking at you! He won't look away! He's downright staring at you, Em!"
I smiled a bit at her excitement.
"That's great," I said.
"He TOTALLY just threw a frisbee your way!" she whispered. "He did it just as an excuse--!"
"Shush!" I cried, holding up a hand. "He'll hear you!"
Not to mention I was blushing so hard my face was about to melt off. <3
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