The Shy One

“I just wish she’d have looked my way.”

“Why?” asked Tommy.

“I can’t say.”

“Go on.”

“No, I can’t,” I said blushing and embarrassing myself even more. I hadn’t seen her full on, but she was wearing a rather revealing blouse.

“I aren’t going to tell anyone, I’m your best pal. So what if you’re shy. So what if you’re nervous. I don’t care.”

“You promise.”

“Cross my heart,” he replied, but I thought he had his fingers crossed.

“I wanted her to turn around because…”

“Because what?” he snapped.

“I think she was holding your car keys.”


14 thoughts on “The Shy One

Leave a Reply

Please log in using one of these methods to post your comment: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s