I walked into the department store with my bright orange t-shirt an old man stared at me, whispered that i made his eyes hurt he winked at me and walked away I sat down at the bench in my bright orange t-shirt and a cute guy sat next to me I noticed that he smiled alot and I turned to say hi but I guess I didnt see that he was sheilding his eyes He smiled and asked me for my number i gave it to him and he walked away I waited patiently for my friend to come out of the shoe store it was getting late and this place was beginning to become a great bore I yawned blew a couple of bubbles and fiddled with a lose string that hung from my orange t-shirt an old woman sat next to me she had great big klunky shoes her hair was tinted purple and her sweater was wool A hot guy in a green t-shirt walked by and I began to drool She smiled and said she was a peach one apon a time and if she would have been me she would have said hi to that guy I smiled and I felt myself blush a bit I decided to follow him there was something about him that intrigued me so what it was at the time I didnt know A little boy pointed at my shirt and said mommy I want one one what son an orange t-shirt like that girl has The guy stopped in front of the yogurt shop and i stood near by he noticed me and walked over to say hi he sat down and stared at my orange t-shirt i smiled back, he says you know what i have been wanting to talk to you i was puzzled in shock and i didnt know what to do oh was all I could say he winked and said yea a girl who could wear an orange shirt with green socks is my kinda chick realizing the error of my mistake i felt myself blush and turn away I must have forgotten to fix the leg of my pants he took my hand and showed me his legs, he was wearing orange socks. we both laughed at my orange t-shirt
Reason for writing:
i wore this tight orange t-shirt and i drew alot of attention the guy was wearing a green tshirt and orange socks i had an orange shirt and green socks talk about fashion illeterate but we were insyncBirth sign: Aries
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