Sunday, May 07, 2006

just something to pass the time...

she whispered something in her girlfriend's ear--they both snickered with their hands over their mouths, as if they were trying to go unnoticed when the game was to make sure everyone did notice, wanting to know the secret. the whisperer's name was heather, a pretty girl with blonde hair, blue eyes, legs up to here, and skirts the length of a pencil. her friend, tiffany, a brunette with notoriously attractive brown eyes and a walk that makes boys falter. me? me you ask. well, i sit in the corner, watching others. im just a plain beauty really; i have an athletically straight figure, soft smokey brown hair, green eyes of no particular significance because they're hidden behind glasses, my being too lazy to fuss with contacts. im not particularly delicate or feminine, i have no mysterious glint in my eyes, im not one of those girls with a master's degree in being playfully sexy as heather and tiffany do. people barely notice my existence half the time. i watch the two girls giggle in unison, flirting with guys across the room who seem to find humor in looks and glances. "judgers" my sister's friend called them once, jokingly, but it's true. they live to judge, its what they find momentarily amusing. their pride is their biggest weakness. most find that surprising but it is truth. why else do they whip out mirrors every 15 minutes to scan their hair and face? they're so insecure about themselves that they are left to judge others and gossip about the appalling lives of others. i notice the way tiffany flicks her long hair over her shoulder and then rests her chin upon her hand, leaning in to further the confidentiality of the secret. their voices become even lower now as they glance in my direction. it hurts a little, to have people talk like that, especially when they make it so obvious, making sure that you know they're discussing something unpleasant about you. i sigh thinking about how lowly their life is that they must find entertainment in something like this. i almost chuckle.

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