Although she was very pretty, her ability to be childish at random never brought her any male company. She tried very hard with her weight, constantly...trying diets, thinking that her almost hourglass figure wasn’t enough for the gentlemen at her school. At 16, she decided to stay on for sixth form, hoping that with age, the attention she would get would increase. Sure enough she made lots of new friends and her confidence around others increased. She was one of the most popular people within. She let go of the edge and her body sunk below the surface and she swam off to the far end of the pool. She stopped at the wall and turned to look at me again. I turned away quickly and pretended to focus on the swimmers doing lengths to my right. A short while later I became aware of a person next to me when they spoke. "I've noticed you watching me..."Trying to brazen it out I said "I'm just here to relax and unwind and you can't help but watch what's going on around you". We got chatting,. Kya batau doston mai toh us lady ko dekhta hi reh gaya .. Lakin tabhi mood banaya ki isko toh patana hi h…. Mai usko stare karna shuru kar diya kafi der k tak mai usko stare kiya jisk bad usne mujhe ghoorte huwe dekh liya …Woh bhi mujhe ghoor kar hi dekhi … Lakin usne apni ankhon se kuch ishara kiya aur palat kar kahin jane lagi mai bhi usk peche peche chal diya …. Woh ek aise area mein gayi jahan koi nahi tha .. Mai bhi usk peche pahuch gaya … Usne pucha itni der se mujhe q ghoor rahe ho ,,. "My name is Chelsea," she said in a soft voice. She lived on the fourth floor with her mother. When I inquired about her father she said that had split a long time ago. I told her that my own relationship with my father was far from pleasent but the subject was quickly changed to something less sad. She told me that she had dropped out school and was working at a nearby supermarket to help her mother pay bills. As she spoke I was absolutely fixated on her mouth, the soft red tint of her lips.