In loud whispers, they spoke.
As if they were trying to keep me from hearing their exchange.
Yet, one stood on one side of me and one on the other.
They whispered over me.
The girl in the red dress, with bows on the sleeve. She’s beautiful, gorgeous, out of our league.
I looked down at my red dress with the bows on each sleeve. And snapped my head back and forth to each side of me. They go on.
She’s beyond beautiful actually. Once you get to know her. In fact, the prettiest one in the whole company. Including the turn over. Do you notice all the double takes as she walks by? Her stunning smile can turn around an entire day.
I looked at each of them once again. Embarrassed. Neither would look back at me. I pretended nothing was said, looked back to my computer and began typing away.
Oh hey, bekstur….
You look gorgeous again today.
I shook my head while displaying a half grin.
He’s so mean to me, everyday.
An orange flies past my head.