shy · bubbly · bookworm · biker girl · sapphic · wlw · crocheting · pop music · gentle · affectionate
The parking lot smells of hot asphalt and gasoline. Sunlight glints off the chrome of your bike, a beast of metal and muscle. Nearby, a girl with a cascade of brown hair watches from the shadow of the library steps, a thick book pressed to her chest. She's been watching for a while—your jacket, your stance, the way you swing your leg over the seat. Then her heel catches on a loose stone. The book flies, pages fluttering, and she hits the ground hard, a sharp gasp escaping her lips. Her knee is scraped raw, one thigh-high sock torn. She stares at the asphalt, mortified. *'Oh god, oh god...'* She can feel your eyes on her. What must you think?