I haven't been to church since April. I decided I'd be hypocritical to live my life one way and then go to church every Sunday not believing 50% of the stuff they were saying. Anyways, my parents "forced" me to go for Christmas mass and I eventually obliged.
The church was packed and I decided to stand...and who comes to stand beside me? The world's hottest girl. Natalie Portman look alike. At this church, before mass, the priest tells everybody to meet a stranger. This girl turns around and puts her hand out and says "hi"...I was stunned...probably had the look a deer does when they run onto the road and stare at the driver of the car that's about to ram them. But I managed to splurt out a "nice to meet you". For the whole mass all I could think of was her. When everybody went to shake hands again 3/4 of the way through the mass, we again shook hands and I musta blushed like a damn tomato, but so did she
Damn, she was so hot. Tall (probably 5'10"), slim, with knee-high black leather boots and a really long, slim fitting jean skirt with a slit down the side. And a funky brown jacket. But what stands out most were her eyes...they were this deep brown with the most beautiful eyelashes.
The idiot in me never asked for her name when I had two good chances (well one anyways). I'm not sure if she even attends mass regularly and that church wasn't my "regular" one anyways. I pretty much fumbled the ball like I do all the time and I don't think I'll get any second chances. God...you're damn funny...if only you'd quit being so at my expense I think I could laugh!
The church was packed and I decided to stand...and who comes to stand beside me? The world's hottest girl. Natalie Portman look alike. At this church, before mass, the priest tells everybody to meet a stranger. This girl turns around and puts her hand out and says "hi"...I was stunned...probably had the look a deer does when they run onto the road and stare at the driver of the car that's about to ram them. But I managed to splurt out a "nice to meet you". For the whole mass all I could think of was her. When everybody went to shake hands again 3/4 of the way through the mass, we again shook hands and I musta blushed like a damn tomato, but so did she
Damn, she was so hot. Tall (probably 5'10"), slim, with knee-high black leather boots and a really long, slim fitting jean skirt with a slit down the side. And a funky brown jacket. But what stands out most were her eyes...they were this deep brown with the most beautiful eyelashes.
The idiot in me never asked for her name when I had two good chances (well one anyways). I'm not sure if she even attends mass regularly and that church wasn't my "regular" one anyways. I pretty much fumbled the ball like I do all the time and I don't think I'll get any second chances. God...you're damn funny...if only you'd quit being so at my expense I think I could laugh!