He'd been eyeing me all week.
Not a single word, just his eyes watching me intently. I wondered if he was okay in the head or if he'd had some weird pornographic dream of me that made him question the way he looked at me.
I hadn't expected him to be all awkward after I left him, but he was. It wasn't a sort of "look away quick before she sees me staring" it was more like "yeah I'm watching you, I see you, I notice you" and honestly I'm not sure which one sounds best at this moment.
"I'm telling you! It's so weird! I woke up with a stomach bug and haven't been able to eat anything! I can't keep anything down!"
Looking to Misty, I eyed her, what did she say? Oh some cold, yeah that.
"Right, just try chicken soup or honey tea." I said focusing down on my lined paper. I eyed the planner b
