Skylee P.O.V
After school, all way back home, there was a ghost of a smile playing on my lips. I stared out of the window, looking at the hustle-bustle of the city. When apparently, I was lost in my thoughts, rereading his letter in my mind, over and over again, and smiling at some certain parts. Strangely, I had already memorized every word by heart.
"Skylee?" Someone shook my shoulder and I frowned at the intruder of my beautiful thoughts.
I turned my head from the window to glare at her. "What's wrong, Rosalyn?" I asked.
"Asks the girl who is smiling obnoxiously while we are stuck in city traffic for some twenty minutes." She smirked.
At this, I actually looked out of the window and bit my tongue at the realization. Opss. We were indeed stuck in between some heavy traffic.
"So what? I was wondering." I said, giving her my signature straight face.