The "Other Girl"
"Hey Camilla!"
Nathan calls from down the hall,
And I stop to wait for him to catch up.
“Did you see Psych last night?” he asks and I nod.
“I thought it was great,” I say.
He smiles, and something down the hall catches his brown eyes.
It’s Caitlin, making her way through the river of people to us.
Caitlin, as usual, looks great,
Managing to pull off an over sized sweater and ponytail with ease,
Making me feel even more self conscious about my looks.
She smiles an overly white smile and hooks arms with Nathan.
“Let’s look at the play’s audition paper,” she says,
And she navigates Nathan away from me,
Leaving me feeling alone in a crowd of people.
And I stop to wait for him to catch up.
“Did you see Psych last night?” he asks and I nod.
“I thought it was great,” I say.
He smiles, and something down the hall catches his brown eyes.
It’s Caitlin, making her way through the river of people to us.
Caitlin, as usual, looks great,
Managing to pull off an over sized sweater and ponytail with ease,
Making me feel even more self conscious about my looks.
She smiles an overly white smile and hooks arms with Nathan.
“Let’s look at the play’s audition paper,” she says,
And she navigates Nathan away from me,
Leaving me feeling alone in a crowd of people.