Warmth
She
feels a curious sensation in her stomach, not nausea, but a pleasant tickling. A feeling she has never experienced before. Something similar to how she feels when she's on a roller coaster. She feels warm and gooey inside, like one of the chocolate chip cookies her
mother makes, fresh out of the oven. And a rush of blood goes to her head. Her palms sweat uncontrollably and she can't think straight.
She feels this every time she sees him or
hears his voice. She doesn’t know what it is but she is enjoying it. She tries
to catch glimpses of him from the side of her eye whenever possible. Hoping to catch his eye, but to scared to look right at him. Just
knowing that he is present on this earth makes her smile; she wonders how such
a creature could have this kind of effect on her. Isn’t she supposed to be
repulsed by his gender? She can’t let anyone know of this feeling she has for
him, it will be her little secret. She imagines what his skin smells like. What his
hair feels like and what is going through his mind right now. Part of her wants to
be next to him whenever possible and the other part of her just wants to
observe him from a comfortable distance. She can’t get him out of her mind, but
she is okay with that, she likes him there.
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