| I
stood out on the front porch steps, waiting for Ralph. It
was the day he was to arrive at my house to visit me, a day
that I had looked forward to for many weeks. I stepped
inside and looked at my 15-year old reflection in the glass
of a picture, my short red hair pinned back with a
decisively placed clip, my rich brown eyes glistening with
what was to come. I had taken extra care to look nice that
day, because I wanted to make a good impression. The sound
of a car door outside jarred me from my daydream, and I
peeked out the window to see who it was. It was definitely
Ralph.
I stood out
on the front porch steps, waiting for Ralph. It was the day
he was to arrive at my house to visit me, a day that I had
looked forward to for many weeks. I stepped inside and
looked at my 18-year old reflection in the glass of a
picture, my short red hair pinned back with a decisively
placed clip, my rich brown eyes glistening with what was to
come. I had taken extra care to look nice that day, because
I wanted to make a good impression. The sound of a car door
outside jarred me from my daydream, and I peeked out the
window to see who it was. It was definitely Ralph. For the
first time ever, I saw him. He was wearing black pants and a
black shirt, much like he had told me. He had short brownish
hair, and was about 5'11" or so and pretty average for a
19-year old. I liked him even more. I heard the upstairs
door bell ring, and thanked my lucky stars that no one was
home upstairs. I answered the door, my 4" tall sandals
giving my 5'5" height a noticeable boost. Being generally
over weight, I had to choose clothing decisively, and had
chosen to wear a black dress with shoulder straps, and
little flowers near the top. Over it, I had a white button
down T-shirt with more flowers on it, which had been left
open. I quite liked how I looked. My hand closed around the
door knob and I opened it, and Ralph knew that it was me.
Before I knew it, his strong arms were around me, and we
were hugging. I felt his lips press against my neck, and I
smiled at him. |

