Frostbite 26 : A collection in mind
Skye's pov We decided to stop at a Mexican restaurant and decided to order something warm. I begin to stuff my face on the rice with salsa and vegetables and try to avoid any kind of eye contact between me and Dean. ever since I was a child, eye contact with another person meant that I would get a remark on how ugly my eyes looked or I'd be called weird or ugly so by pure instinct I try to avoid any kind of contact without my contact lenses. Dean says something but I ignore him since I can feel his eyes on me. He stops talking for a bit and I stop eating as I begin to drink some coke to pass all of the food down. "I don't hate you," I say as I look at his eyes that are currently looking at me again. "I just can't make proper eye contact with anyone or if I do, I become nervous and sa
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