Today's the day. The day that I meet Noah' s girlfriend, it might be good. But I feel as if I'm going to be a third wheel for today, let's hope not. I begin my schedule by eating breakfast, getting ready to go and then finally, walking out the door. I meet Noah at the spot we agreed on, and standing next to him was, what it looked like, a tall, slim woman, with beautifully long silky brown hair. The outfit that she had chosen to wear was a crop top with very short, shorts with shoes that were fit for running in.
I could say that my outfit compared to hers, wasn't a good look for myself. As I greeted myself, the whole time I could feel her eyes up and down my body, as if searching for something that she could either criticize or compliment. Either one of the two would shock me.
"Your shoes are nice" she said, I was flattered, but a little annoyed how she felt that she had to compliment me.