Akira
Opening the door of my room, I enter with a soaring heart that can't keep my happiness in bay. I'm happy, more than happy.
Walking in kitchen I take out a bottle of water, I hear Sydney's voice behind me.
"You are flushed and you have that smile on your face."
She is right. I have this gleeful smile on face that wouldn't go away, even during my class I kept driving off to the moment when Romero told me that he is mine. Mine. I must look like a lovesick fool and its creepy.
Opening the cap of bottle, I take a sip before turning around, I ask "Like what?"
She grins, "Like you got some good shag last night."
The hell?
I spit out my water, "What?" I exclaim through my coughing.
She burst out laughing, "Jesus! Your face. It was priceless."
I turn crimson in embarrassment but k
