SHEbrisingr

She was late. The urge to tap his foot was strong, before he quelled it. Anyone observing the scene would see a cool, young boy sitting at the coffee table, arms folded casually to give the very image of indifference. It was a picture that demanded to be acknowledged, and many passer-bys did, choosing to give that split second they had to focus on the striking teenager. A beautiful picture: the absolute interpretation of insouciance. A deeper probe in it, however, would have destroyed earlier sentiments. She was so late. Every minute, every second ticking by meant another minute, another second of their time together being shortened --- an