this could work

this could work. it really could. sure she's got an advantage in the looks department, but i'm funny enough to even the score i think. god, she looks beautiful. she really has her stuff together. nice, well-kept clothes and decent-sized eyes. i usually go for blondes, but her rich, strawberry brown hair is intoxicating. i bet she rinses and repeats like they say you should. i never have enough time for that, but mostly i just never think about it. i can see us on the beach. she looks great of course and i'm coming up behind her bringing the towels and the cooler, i don't mind.

this could work. her head is framed perfectly by the train's window, and further out is the chicago skyline. how perfect. perfect like love at first sight is supposed to be. i wonder if she knows that we're having this moment, should i tell her? she has to know how good she looks and how well framed she is. such a gorgeous subject. i'm not sure about the rule of thirds, but this has to be textbook composition. i wish i had a camera. i guess i do. "click!" there. she's mine forever now, i'll keep her in my head, she's safer there anyway.

she seems kind of ... different when she picked up the phone. she can't be like the others, not her. she's so cute when she smiles to the person on the phone. probably her mom though, or maybe her girlfriend roommate who has been her best friend since middle school. i'm sure it's not a guy. her voice is kind of valley-girl-annoying, but that's a slight defect in what is otherwise a perfect shell. i'm sure she has a stellar personality too. probably.

she's got a silver razor just like me! oh this is a sign. maybe i should say hi? i guess i could wait until she's off the phone and then i'll do it. then i'll sweep her off her feet and we'll probably go out to dinner tonight. i just got a new job, i can afford it. just not seafood. if she wants seafood that'll be my cue. maybe i shouldn't talk to her, it'd probably just ruin everything. besides, we'll meet again someday because obviously it's meant to be.

i can barely make out what's on her outside display on her open cell phone. her fingers allow me to see just enough of what the screen has on it... t-mobile?! shit. this can't work. i have cingular. i guess it wasn't meant to be sarah. or whatever. she looks like a sarah though. or a melody. something unique, but not totally uncommon.

oh, good, the fullerton stop, she's getting off to transfer... oh, this ones nice.

this could work.