He watched her stand impatiently behind a couple of men his age and in front of an older woman with tanned skin. Her green eyes scanned the room, out of boredom he presumed, and every once in a while she shifted her weight from one foot to the other. There was a long line leading up to the book store counter where they all had to get their books and she was very close to the counter.

She brushed her slightly wavy brown hair out of her eyes and behind her ear to reveal four piercings on her right ear; three on the top and one on the bottom lobe. She glanced over him a few times before her gaze finally rested on his own for a moment before turning away and back at him with curiosity.
He held her gaze while listening to the young woman at the register who was handing back his school identification card, before going to the back and finding his books. He smiled out of politeness at what the cashier had said, while keeping eye contact with the brunette. Her eyes widened for a moment, which made his smile grow wider with amusement.

He noticed that she stared with a blank expression. It was hard for him to read her. He wanted a sign of what she was thinking, but her features didn’t move. The edges of her lips didn’t tug a millimeter, her eyes stood transfixed upon his and even her entire body had stopped moving.

He was late for class because of this line, but he vowed that the next time he saw her he would confront her. Maybe, if he had the balls, he might ask her out to a movie.

“Impossible,” he thought “I doubt I’d ever see her again.” Their gaze was suddenly broken by the cashier handing him his bag containing his books and he became disappointed that she didn’t return his smile.

“She probably thinks I’m a fool,” he mused, walking out of the bookstore.