He smiled, turned and started walking towards me. I don’t think my heart could’ve raced any harder. Mist was rushing from the freezer he had left open filling the whole aisle. The music got louder. He right instep with the music. All of a suddenly I felt my mind lose control of my body as I started swaying to the music. I dropped the ice cream in my hand and danced more. I looked again into his dark brown eyes that placed me deeper into a trance as he reached me. Brushing my hair out of my face he grabbed my hands and placed one on his shoulder and the other in his hand. After positioning his hand on my hip, he took the lead. There in the freezer section, I danced with a complete stranger.
I tried countless times to speak but all that would escape my mouth was air. Finally the music slowed to a quiet instrumental. Our steps slowed as he pulled me in closer. I could feel his chest rise and fall as he breathed as I laid my head down on him. He smelled so good I got so lost in it I didn’t notice that we had stopped dancing. I felt his hand on my chin as he raised my head to once again look into his eyes. Then, he bent his head slightly, his nose touched mine. My heart was going to hyper speed. His lips got closer and then…
BAM! The girl sitting next to me hit my desk to wake me up. Class was over. I gathered up my books. Wiped the drool of the table and left the room. While walking past a glass window I caught a glimpse of my reflection. I was wearing my green bikini and a green tutu.
BOM-CHICK-A-WA-WA
Showing posts with label Day Dream. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Day Dream. Show all posts
Thursday, September 6, 2007
Tuesday, September 4, 2007
Crazy Day Dream 2 | Kaytlen Bennett
What would you do in that situation? What can you do in that situation? I just stood there trying to think of some excuse as to why I was wearing such a strange outfit just in case someone asked. I mean wouldn’t you want to know why some strange person was sitting in the freezer section of a grocery store wearing a pink bikini and a pink tutu. I know I would. Well enough about the way I was dressed.
As I reach into the freezer for my low fat cookie dough ice cream, I hear a sound to my right. Out of the corner of my mind I see a person dressed all in black. Kind of creeped out I glance over to get a better look. There about ten feet away from me is a tall, muscular man with tan skin, penetrating brown eyes, and an appearance like those überly sexy male models. Of course he just had to be looking over just as I looked. We made eye contact. I went red and when I say red I mean I made fire trucks look pale! I felt awkward. I let out a nervous laugh when I felt his eyes still staring at me. “O man,” I thought, “He most likey thinks I’m probably some out patient or a serious drug addict.” I couldn’t stand it anymore so I looked over at him again. He smiled. Shivers ran down my spine. My heart raced. I started fidgeting with the freezing cold pint of ice cream in my hand. Then…
To be continued
As I reach into the freezer for my low fat cookie dough ice cream, I hear a sound to my right. Out of the corner of my mind I see a person dressed all in black. Kind of creeped out I glance over to get a better look. There about ten feet away from me is a tall, muscular man with tan skin, penetrating brown eyes, and an appearance like those überly sexy male models. Of course he just had to be looking over just as I looked. We made eye contact. I went red and when I say red I mean I made fire trucks look pale! I felt awkward. I let out a nervous laugh when I felt his eyes still staring at me. “O man,” I thought, “He most likey thinks I’m probably some out patient or a serious drug addict.” I couldn’t stand it anymore so I looked over at him again. He smiled. Shivers ran down my spine. My heart raced. I started fidgeting with the freezing cold pint of ice cream in my hand. Then…
To be continued
Friday, August 31, 2007
Crazy Day Dreams | Kaytlen Bennett
Have you ever been sitting in class, listening to your professor go on and on about atoms and studying animal poop in foreign countries and suddenly BAM you're gone. Where are you? I don’t know, I guess that depends on who you are and your strange fantasies. Where do I go, you ask? Well, umm... well... a grocery store. Ya I know weird, but hey I don’t make fun of you for day dreaming about rescuing some damsel in distress. So you want to know about the grocery store? Ok... here it goes...
First thing that happens is the music; you know the bom-chick-a-wa-wa kind that as soon as you hear it you know something funky is going to happen. Then I see light rushing into my unconscious brain and the first thing I see is Ben and Jerry’s in a freezer. The first thing I feel is cold. Well duh you’re thinking, I am in the freezer section of a grocery store, but this is a different cold. It’s like the most severe cold I’ve ever felt in the freezer section. Then I look down and you know what I’m wearing... My pink bikini and a pink tutu.
to be continued...
First thing that happens is the music; you know the bom-chick-a-wa-wa kind that as soon as you hear it you know something funky is going to happen. Then I see light rushing into my unconscious brain and the first thing I see is Ben and Jerry’s in a freezer. The first thing I feel is cold. Well duh you’re thinking, I am in the freezer section of a grocery store, but this is a different cold. It’s like the most severe cold I’ve ever felt in the freezer section. Then I look down and you know what I’m wearing... My pink bikini and a pink tutu.
to be continued...
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