I Have a Very Good Stuntman

I have a very good stuntman. He does all the things that I only wish I could do. He never loses a fight, and he always gets the girl. He sort of looks like me, only better. He is six feet, four inches tall. He has a thin, muscular build and a golden tan. His hair is jet black like mine and we both have blue eyes, except his eyes are the color of the ocean at a tropical beach and not plain sea water.

I imagine him facing down bullies with a clever retort, or a punch to the nose if words fail. I watch him seduce the girls with his eyes just before giving them a kiss that they'll never forget. I travel with him to exotic locations to witness his amazing adventures.

And then my teacher calls on me to answer a question because he knows that I was daydreaming again.