Audrey found herself staring at the girl who sat beside her. It wasn’t something out of the ordinary. It was just she was so damn beautiful even if she couldn’t manage to see that herself. It wasn’t hard to get distracted. “You’re really gorgeous when you smile you know. You’re beautiful all the time but your smile has to be my favourite thing.” Audrey murmured, completely forgetting what they were talking about in the first place.
As soon as she feels her cheeks grow hot, an abashed Rachael lowers her gaze, letting a curtain of hair fall over her face. She murmurs something about Audrey needing glasses, then laughs. It’s not true–Rachael’s never felt beautiful–and after all, the only one who says so is the girl she’s dating. It’s likely she’s only saying that to make her feel better. “What about you?” asks Rachael, gladly moving the spotlight to the other girl. “Do you know how gorgeous you are?”
