He looked at her with fearful eyes As she laughed carelessly. Lost in her own world, oblivious to the heart that thudded wildly in her presence. She started to leave the parking lot with her little group and his heart beat wildly as if any minute it would break through the prison walls and stop her from walking away. He wondered, Should I ask her to the school dance? After all, she can't say no to me!
But look at her, She wears her square rimmed glasses on her pretty little oval face and carries her books with such confidence. That narcissistic nerd wears her intelligence like a crown, exactly how she should. A rejection by a nerd would be a blow to my reputation and even putting the social status aside for once, what about the blow to the heart? Oh, Lets not even go there! Afterall, breaking is so much more easier than being broken.
She laughed carelessly but careful enough of his presence. Stealing glances at him she wondered, The school stud, the ultimate playboy, the carefree a*****e who breaks hearts as easily as insignificant china dolls...was he just staring at me? She sighed as the scenario which had been barging her trail of thoughts time and again for a few days now, paid another sincere visit.A five second imagine reeled through her head where the bad a*s King of Kenston High School asked her out for the upcoming dance. Returning back to the realm of reality she thought, as she walked out of the parking lot, You probably sold your brains for a dime when you fell for this guy. Why do you want to be another target? You would simply be another heart to play with, break and then say "oops!" and walk away. Afterall, breaking is a lot more easy than being broken, isn't it?