my hair is b-b-b-b-(gasp) BROWN. like seriously brown. like miso. HAHA. and it smells like i don't know what. HAHHAA.
"Oh dear," she thought sheepishly as her blush quickly spread across her cheeks and even to her ears. Their eyes met and both looked away, embarassed. Was that her heart? She hoped he couldn't hear it, for it was thumping as if a horde of elephants were doing tap dance on it.
