Balls to the Walls

Regret.

I feel ashamed of myself.

Not because I haven't been studying for Econ1 or a math quiz tomorrow. no.  I feel ashamed of myself because I saw, quite honestly, the prettiest girl my eyes have ever laid eyes on.

Set the scene.

Beautiful, sunny day with the weather just about as perfect as it can get. The temperature a cool sixty-four degrees with a nice breeze blowing on the side.  God, I love San Diego.  My friend Zack and I were on our way to In N Out. No big.  Went inside and switched up my order with a double-double, an extra whole grilled onion, well-done fries with the chiles on it as a kicker.  What a wonderful day it was.  I sit down as I wait for my order when it happens.  It's as if In N Out became the backdrop and the girl the focus of attention in the room.  She walked in, flanked by two of her friends, through the double doors with her dirty brunette-bond hair tied up, with loose hair bangs on the side, strolling in -- her head swung a little to the side, making the bangs on the side of her head wave with the graceful beauty she emitted.  Her face glowed a pure innocent white, while garbed in a green-black flannel with jeans loosely form fitting her legs.  Simple, but simply intoxicating.  Completely speechless, I just stared.  And much like an idiot, I just garbled some words to Zack, not knowing exactly what was coming out of my mouth, the whole time trying to think of something to say to her.  She was an angel.

You don't give up this opportunity.

Yet, I did.  my order was called up and as I got up to get my order I passed by her and caught a fleeting glance of her eyes.  Heart struck.  Is this what it feels like to fall in love at first sight?  I fumbled and got my order, forgetting to get the ketchup, napkin, extra chiles, and spread.  Damn.  I walked back to where Zack and I were sitting, sipping on my weird concoction of a drink: two lemon squeezed and a creamer with Coca Cola.  But even with this weird and tasty mixture in my mouth, all I could think of was how I would approach her and somehow get her number...

Balls to the walls.

I couldn't find a good line, good approach, good anything to approach the girl who I deemed as the prettiest girl I have ever met. Wondering, who was I to approach such an angel?  I couldn't come up with the courage to say anything.  God damn- balls to the walls.  There I was stumbling, pathetically mumbling, stupidly indecisive over what I wanted to do.  But the last bite of the double-double sunk in and grudgingly so.

I wanted to stay for longer.  Because maybe, I could muster up some unknown courage to ask her for her number.. something.  Something could've been done.  And if it failed well, at least I wouldn't have any regrets.  I left In N Out my back turned in shame, leaving behind the prettiest girl that radiated something beautiful all around her.  And as I left, the world went back to the way it was.

But I know, the sun shined a little dimmer than this girl.  Because I glimpsed, for a brief moment, the most angelically breathtakingly girl in the world.