He smiled brightly at her, his eyes seeming to glow with his happiness. He was extremely happy because she was being so nice and seemed to want to be at least acquaintances with him. She wanted to talk to him. "<span style="color: #00FF00">Thank you!</span>" He managed to not stutter this out as he sat down.<br/><br/>He got a little rigid not sure what posture to take in the situation, so he leaned back and put his hands in his lap. When the wind blew the hair out of her face his breathe caught in his chest. She was beautiful. He snapped out of it while blushing. He decided he had to confess a little. "<br/><br/><span style="color: #00FF00">Umm... t-this may sound a l-little weird b-but, I've noticed y-you at the books-store a lot... and I-I just wanted to g-get to know you be-because you seemed interested i-in writing a-and I l-like it t-too...</span>" By the end he was almost stuttering every sentence, but his dad told him that trust and honesty was key to any type of relationship. So he started with the easiest and once she, hopefully"\, returned it he'd tell her if the gossips didn't.