Hardin:
Another round of loud silence enveloped us.
The chirping of birds and the whirling sound of the cold afternoon wind were all we could hear.
I felt my heart race, I felt nervous and I wondered why. Maybe because it was the first time I was bringing someone here and I also wanted to tell her the truth.
I should be scared of saying the truth but maybe because I had never worried about what people taught about me I never bothered or felt the need to clear the air.
I took in deep breaths and looked at her. Her cheeks had grown red from smiling too much.
Her teeth were pearl white as she stared at thin air.
Some days ago, I had said that even if I knew she wasn’t my type that didn’t mean that she wasn’t pretty but today my perspective had changed. She was my type. She is my typ
