The Open Fly!

She is only twenty three years old and already looks like a model.This girl will pass on as a model if she was only famous.She is a picture of a Halle Berry body mixed with Jesica Alba face.Her skin is natural.Her eyes are accented.The accent is of a eye shadow.Her lips glow like a hot charcoal.It is only tinted with a lip gloss.I noticed that she been looking at me all the time i was standing on the wall.I wondered why in the world is she looking at me !.I am not the good looking guy in the crowd.I started blaming the shower i had before i showed up for the party.May be i shouldn't have let the avalenched burble over my head.The buble foamed down my ears.Is it that i didn't cleared my ears well?.I tried to glanced at her but i couldn't handle the presure that was building on my face.I turned immediately and my eyes caught her eyes stealing a glance at me.I started moving towards the table.There were a couple of girls with funny hairdos sitting on the table.My eyes flit from one girl to the next avoiding any contact.I started evesdroping on their silly talk.Whenever i go to parties i like to fill my time with fun things.Throw some words here and there at freinds.But today someone caught my attention like never before.I pretended to enjoy the singer who was singing at the stage.The singer shirts were unbuttoned you might think he was in about to engage in a fight with the fans.Sounded balloned around me of people catching up with their lives.All my attention was on this one girl who was staring at me.I swear to god i never cared if she didn't like me but why was she starring at me?.I tried to nod my head pretending i understood the words of the song.The singer shout was in to the microphone you might think he wanted to burst our ears purposefully.I tried to acted cool and changed my movement to garner some attention from the girls.My movement were strobed with floodlights.All this time i was trying to figure out how to approach this girl.Her hair was long and fashionable you might think she was "mixed".Her hair was pulled back from face.I drool when i see long hair that are well taken care of!.This girl was wearing a red dress that had a short collar.Oh! how i love when girls match their dress with their shoes.Her shoes matched her dress.I keep glancing on the floor acting like i was doing the "ATL stomp" while i was staring at her wide heels.I swear this girl loved fashion.She had a class and taste.I searched for a ring on her hand-i didn't notice any!.She instead had on a watch with a red band.She looked great.I said to myself "either i am going to stand here all night with no number or i will walk up to the girl and ask why she was staring at me?".I may be conceited guy but i like to know why things happen the way they are.I walked up to her and said in unclear voice "i saw you were staring at me,could you be kind to tell me your name?".She looked at me confused and said in a pleasant voice"Abowe am sorry, i wasn't staring at you,i was staring at your open fly". I was blushed at my own audacity..........the rest is history!.