I’m back! I’ve decided there’s no reason that the things I write need to be complete in any capacity for me to post them here, so here’s a descriptive writing exercise I gave myself:
Britt has never liked my face. She says I look smug all the time. For the record, I only ever look smug when I’m actually being smug. She’s not the kind of girl I ever thought I’d end up with. She’s difficult and brilliant and sometimes really quite mean. She says she’s that way because of her mother, but if you had ever seen the way Mr. Jacobs treats me, you’d know it’s really from him. Britt has a perfect face. Her nose has a little bump in the bridge, and her lips tuck away when she smiles. Her eyes are the most gorgeous green I’ve ever seen in my life, and when she’s upset, a little line forms between her eyebrows that’s still there for awhile even after she stops.