A very attractive young man with his pretty boy face, cute smile and slim body. Normally it would the kind of guy that would turn my head around when I’m walking down the road and we run into each other. He looks very normal. With his blue eyes. His eyes are the piercing color of sea green, you know that mix of blue and green. It sparkles in the night as he smiles warily in my direction. I smile at him too.
We are the same. I feel like a kindred spirit looking at him. We are both of the working class, our parents of families are normally regular people working long hours jobs and we don’t come from wealth or old or new money. You understand.
Looking at him, I don’t superior that I am surrounded my rich friends, that doesn’t change the fact that without them I automatically disappear in
