Snippet #1935870

Alexander


He sat upon his bed thinking doubtfully. He might have come on too strong. He was a bit rude...well..he was very rude, the type of rudeness his father would scold him for and remove his belongings from his hands. He bit his lower lip walking back and forth upon the wooden floor of his large room. He sat on his soft king sized bed, thinking maybe he should apologize to her for hurting her feelings. But then again, he's never said sorry before to anyone..much less a stranger. The scent of cinnamon filled the house. The girl she smelled like cinnamon.