I leaned my bike up against the gate and Sighed. Leaning against the window was the girl thee girl The girl with her usual Frappe in hand And book in the other. Her flowing red hair And glasses With bright pearls brimming and Shining against her pink lips. Her face Fair and clean Rosy cheeks and A smile. Her clothes Grey beanie Flowy top Jeans and Combat boots. Rings and Jewelry galore And Even some tattoos. shes perfect I think to myself as I Picked my bike back up and Started riding away.