Anon - Date With Lyra (unfinished)

>be Anon
>Be sitting on a bench at a park waiting for the bus
>all of a sudden the most beautiful girl you had ever seen walks down the sidewalk
>you pray to god this girl sits down and waits for the bus next to you
>your dreams come true as she takes a seat next to you
>she is wearing a hoodie and has the prettiest hair you have ever she has dyed it greenish white but that only makes her look better, she slumps a bit in the bench as though it is a beanbag chair.
>she smells really great like mint and pine tree
>the smell overwhelms your nostrils, you need to talk to this girl
>you have a little mental breakdown over what to say to her but eventually you find the words and the confidence.
>hey you say sheepishly
”oh hey”
>”so where are you headed” you ask.
“Oh I’m just off to my job, where are you headed” she asks
> Her voice is sweet yet has a hint of tiredness
>I’m off to my job too, I work as an intern at a law firm until I can take my bar exam, where do you work?
“I work at a children’s hospital” she says “I mainly work on x-rays and hand casts”
>the bus will be here any minute and the children’s hospital is only a couple stops away so you cut to the chase, all feelings out on the line
>”you’re really pretty” you say a bit sheepishly but as confident as you can
>she blushes a bit as you can see on her light white face
“Oh thank you” she exclaims.
“You’re pretty cute yourself” she says.
>the bus is here you walk up the stairs behind her
>she’s almost as good looking going than coming
>when you get on the bus you take a seat next to her
>the sun is up now so the day becomes a bit warmer
>the sunlight glistens off her beautiful and bouncy green mint hair
>you each talk about your jobs until she reaches her stop
“Hey you’re pretty cool” she says can I give you my number
>yeah Shure you say
>you have a mental victory as if you have just won a ten year war
>ill text you later
“Cool” she says blushing slightly
>the day goes by superfast you can’t stop thinking about her
> The day is over your back at home now
>You decide now is a good to call her
>you hear three rings than a click
“Hey” you hear a soft but sweet tone
>hey you say
>uhm you want to come over maybe watch a movie
“Yes she squeaks loudly than stops herself trying to play it cool “yeah Shure, I’ll get the movie if you want to order the food”
>ok sounds good you say come over at 8
>you keep your phone on you go over your contacts you scroll down until you see pizza hut you think pizza will be ok because you recall her saying something about liking horror movies
>you order pepperoni and cheese because those are the two best types
> You sit and wait on your phone its 7:30 already you do one quick cleanup and tidy your bed just in case things should get heated
>8:13 the doorbell finally rings
>there she is, god she looks even better than before even though she is still wearing that hoodie and the same jeans
> Hey c’mon in you say
> She steps in her quiet grace surrounds the room
“I brought a horror movie she said it’s a bought a serial killer who cuts off peoples hands, but we can watch something else if you think you’re going to be scared” she says playfully
>she comes in A more she must have smelled the pizza
> She ran over to the couch and slumped down like she had at the bus stop