28 August, 2005 - 7:25pm — armadillo
There she was, staring at the unrelenting mouth of her college professor; trying hard not to look bored. I didn’t have the same determination, as I had casually browsed the classroom with my plain, brown eyes, only to have them fall on her again. It was only the second day of class and I had not yet met her, but somehow, I fell into the habit of watching her often. Her hair was brown, her eyes were too, but she was no where near plain. She had one of those classy, silver-screen actress looks, like Audrey Hepburn, but hotter, in a way I'd never seen before. Suddenly, the unexpected happened…She caught my stare and smiled. I got nervous and looked away, only to hear my name called loudly, as though my mother was reminding me to do forgotten chores. “Gertrude McKinley! That is your name, no?