“ you know , you’re really cute. “ — from maria.
Frank was under a tree, reading his book while the other kids were playing during the break. The sweet voice called his attention, so he look up at the petite frame of the girl in front of him, a bit perplexed. So that was Maria, one of the most beautiful girls he had seen. He never thought she had noticed a freshman like him, but there they were.
He was big for a 15-year-old boy, always quiet. He had beat up a third-year guy for trying to get someone’s snack, but nothing more. No one really came to talk to him, maybe because they were scared of his huge stature. And because he was actually a mystery.
But Maria? Maybe she caught him looking at her several times. Nothing malicious, but he couldn’t help it -- she was really beautiful. Most boys wanted to marry her. His face burned in red at her compliment, he timidly bit his lower lip as he averted his eyes. Frank wasn’t expecting her to say such thing from him. Maybe she was just telling him that because she was nice.
“I... thank you.” His voice was already deep for a kid of his age, puberty hit him strong. “You’re also cute.” Seriously though? Nothing better to tell her?
