Staring

Don't people know staring is rude I mean if I wanted to be stared at I would wear a purple sequined top with green cowboy boots and i'd be in! But today I'm wearing my white aeropostale cami under my black guess shirt, with a regular pair if jeans and amazingly cute black walmart boots! Which adds up to a fabulous outfit! Granted it could be my Best Friend necklace I turned into a braclet, or maybe it's my monkeys who are talking on cell phones for earings, or possibly my silver butterfly necklace on transparent lace. But for whatever reason the boy sitting across from me is staring. Not at my cheast but at my face he at the moment he thinks I'm foucusing on my paper (this one)(well the one i used in study hall to write this) as i watch him wondering why the heck he's staring at me! It's a talent I have to appear to be looking at one thing and see another. WHY IS HE STILL STARING AT ME??? I mean most guys (and it looks like espeacially not this guy) don't care about outfits! *Ding, Ding* Oh thank god study hall is over 18 more minutes of school 45 minutes on the bus and I'm home free!!! I hate mondays.