He was stunner , like a true stud .
I looked at him everyday.
I had the perfect view .

I thought he was nice a gentleman of the new generation.
Like I said I'm a coward I never talked to the blonde beauty.

But I dreamed of talking to him in my head .
The dream would start off with me dropping my books and he would pick them up smiling at me .

Then by the end of the dream we would be making love in a soft pure white bed .

One day I bumped into him on accident .
I had a small chance to have him .
And I blew it .

I told him hello and he simply said ew!

Ew!

All could do was cry .

He seemed so much nicer in my imagination .