The expression on his face did not turn into a frown or a grin when most people around this campus must’ve already judged her like crazy. Who takes off her boots in the library and who reads mature books all by herself on school? Anyway, she took a second book from her pile and tried to focus on the title of it. But all she could think about was the man, still standing there, probably hoping to get a little small talk out of her. Because, the ramble he made didn’t make any sense and made her wiggle uneasy from one butt cheek to the other. The words he spoke were English all right, but it had this old accent to it. Some words were pronounced weirdly and instead of listening to what he actually said, she focussed on his lips forming all the words. When he finally shut his lips, Hayley confusingly waited for more. Was there more to come? Or was it her turn to say something? [i]”What.. Did he say?”[/i] Lightly biting her lower lip, hoping he’d just leave now, Hayley panicked once again. [i]”Say something Hay, say something! He’s bloody staring at your like crazy!”[/i]

“I don’t get why people don’t look at you, you have the most bright eyes in the world.” Hayley opened up her book and as she started to read the first sentence in it, she realized how socially awkward that is to say to a complete stranger. Once again, she tried to hide herself behind her book and peeped a small ‘sorry’. As her cheeks blushed bright red she did not allow herself anymore to lower the book at – all.