Glam

In the back corner of the El sat a beautiful girl. Her long, dark, wavy hair fell over her shoulders. Her side bangs hung in her face. She was spacing off, looking out the window of the El, lost in thought. Her head was bobbing to the beat of the song on her i-pod. Her style was totally vintage. She wore a dark sun hat with a bright right scarf tied around her neck. She looked away from the window and we made eye contact. Her eyes were alive. I found peace in her smile. The El stopped and the girl jumped up to get off at her stop. Once at her stop she made her way to the streets of Chicago. Obviously in a hurry she rushed to Argo Tea. As she approached a boy greeted her with warm smiles and hugs. He wrapped his arms around her thin body and they entered the cafe. Little did she know that later that night this boy would be proposing to her. He was in a band and had been touring for a while, while she had been here in Chicago studying for her major. They sat in front each other holding hands, lost in each others eyes. He knew she was the one. After tea they hugged goodbye, for they had to get ready for dinner later that night. They parted ways. Later that night, she became Mrs. Cody Clark. Her eyes held true happiness, and her smile held true joy.