Dangerously beautiful

Two

Millie snapped her finger at me, though she knows how much I hate it, and said: "Earth to girl! Snap out of it!" on our way home we didn't spoke a single word. This makes it beyond weird; because usually we can't stop babbling. And today of all days we do have some to talk about. I'll describe myself as a happy-go-lucky sort of girl.

When I got home I waved goodbye and went inside. Took a yellow apple out of the fridge in the kitchen, went upstairs to my room and fell down on my bed after I've shut my bedroom door. Dreaming with my eyes wide open. About those eyes, those lips, that smile _ his body. There isn't a detail about him which I haven't already dreamed about.

Then suddenly I jumped up from my bed. Instantly back on planet earth. "Why am I lying around on a Friday afternoon?" I asked myself feeling a little silly for talking to myself. I picked up my handbag, took my fully charged phone from my bed table, and made sure that I've got everything; before I took off to Millie's. I knocked one two three times on the neighbors door. Shaun opened and invited me in. Without the need to even have to ask, he told me that his sister is in her room. As I walked though her bedroom door I noticed that the door to her bathroom was shut. Probably having her after-school shower. I sat myself down on her bed and read a Cosmo as I waited for her to finish. "I'm sorry about earlier," I apologize as Millie walked into the room. "No biggie," she said spontaneously so I continued with the knowledge that I can tell her absolutely anything. "It's just the new guy. He can't stay out of my mind. My mind is exchanging all sorts of information about this totally handsome stranger. Things I'm not even supposed to know. It feels like I'm slowly losing my mind." I stop to catch my breath before it runs out on me; so she took her chance to ask. "What kind of things are we talking about?" I don't know what to make of it, so deeply I exhaled and answered before my courage gave in, "I know how his body feels against mine. His eyes are blue, an icy cold color yet its blazing hot. His voice is seductive in each and every way you could possible imagine. I even know his smell," I told her with a sigh. "Which Eau de Toilette may that me?" she asked not taking me seriously; she started giggling.

"It's not a joke!" I exclaimed and continued. "I can feel his lips against mine. His hair as soft as silk. His muscular body entwined with mine. I can hear his voice calling my name. His huge hands locked in mine." Cherry blossoms started blooming, I could feel it. To be one-hundred percent honest, I don't have the faintest idea what I would do if Millie still doesn't believe me. Millie scanned me through, from head to toe and answered, "This is all new to me too, but I believe you!"

She studied the silence for a few seconds and answered full of smiles, "I know what would take your mind away from all of this _ shopping!" she yelled out enthusiastic. Now that I can work with, I thought to myself. "Yeah, I can do with some gossiping. Some shopping; ice cream for the carps. Some more shopping and meeting new…" I stop myself much too sudden leaving the sentence in fin air. Millie looked at me in awe, sympathy painted on her face. I lifted my shoulders, not knowing whether I could speak or think; for that matter. He seems to be everywhere. His in my mind, my speech, the depth of my heart, and the pit of my soul. It's like the woman in me wants him there; but the girl I am, just isn't strong enough to handle it. If that even make sense. Does it? "I know, let's go _ shopping might just do the trick!"

We painted our faces using eye shadow, some mascara, and a little lip gloss for a more feminine touch. Got rid of my jacket; pull the elastic from my hair. And I finished off by adding a little curling iron magic to my look. I felt awesomely beautiful. I'm so ready to paint the city red.

The fine thing about Vernon is that he never haggles when it comes to shopping time. It's as if he knows exactly when we're done and ready to go. He bangs at the front door to let us know that the lift is waiting. Shaun, Millie's little irritated brother opened the door for him to come in. once inside he yelled from downstairs, "Hurry up ladies, we're going to get all the bad bargains." Yeah, that's Vernon alright… when you say weekend he says 'IT'S TIME TO PAR-T' or 'LET'S SHOP 'TILL WE DROP'. Vernon comes out of a good qualified family. His folks made peace with the fact that he's gay. His got money to spend, enough for all of us, and his own free will.

As we climbed into his white, nineteen something model, Fort Ranger. Excitement started bubbling inside me. Vernon's car is one of the coolest that I have ever seen. It might be white, but it's not only white. The rims are purple, the seat covers are purple, and at the left side of the bonnet is the halve image of a wolf; spray painted in purple. You should see it to believe it. It's absolutely one-hundred percent pare awesomeness.

After a while Vernon glazed my way and then through the rear view mirror, towards Millie in the back. "What's up? Speak to me girls! What's bothering ya'll?" Millie sighed, exhaling loudly before she has decided to answer. "Am I going to tell him or are you?" I said nothing. Millie knew that if she doesn't answer Vernon's question he would keep on trying. He would demand to know what's up. "The thing is that you were right. His got Gabi so tight under his skin that it's not even a joke," she said.

Vernon stared at Millie through the rear view mirror with questioning eyes. "What exactly do you mean by that?" He couldn't help but asking the question which his eyes already asked. "Okay! Okay, you've asked for it…" I paused for a brief moment and continued. "His eyes are blue. The heavenly odor of Kelvin Klein clings to his body like confetti. His body is muscular and his voice is husky. He follows me where ever I go!" I finished off by sinking myself deeper into the passenger seat. Feeling numb all over. He swallowed loudly, but I could tell by the look upon his face, that he believed every word I've spoken. "My, my how uncomfortable you're making me feel right now," Vernon said cooling himself; with an up and down movement, as if his using a fan. He turned the radio on and the chorus of 'Walk away' by Westlife played on the air. The lyrics echoed in the Fort Ranger.

'If you want a man that is here to stay. Swearing he's forever true. I'll never walk away! I'll never give up on you, and if you want a love that would save the day. No matter what you're going through. I'll never walk away!'

Vernon stares at me from the side. Instead of saying anything, I mean what is there to say, he switched the radio to another station. This time a chorus by Will Young played on the air.

'I'm gonna take this moment and make it last forever. I'm gonna give my heart away and prey we'll stay together. For you are the one good reason. You're the only girl that I need. 'Cause you're more beautiful that I have ever seen, I'm gonna take this night and make it evergreen.'

This time I lean over and turned the radio off. Enough is enough! The rest of the way towards the Centrum, we decided it's better left, saying nothing at all. Those eyes is imprinted in the corners of my mind. No matter how hard I try I just can't get him out of my… heart, mind, or soul. Maybe just perhaps, it might sound silly. My heart is where his home is.