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rendering me unable to walk. The eyes were absolutely captivating, surrounded by thick lashes, and

autiful person I'd ever s

t, but it was too late fo

ing. My backpack felt like bricks glued to my body, everything a weight pulling me down as I rea

boy that you're not interested and that he can go home.

g

tting sideways in the metal chair, hand draped over the back, legs cockily stretched out in front o

n this for one thing. Why else would a

ir just feet in front of me recognized my change in attitude as I all but stomped over to the tabl

tory finger towards his face, a

orry, I'm

but he did; he'd interrupted me like some sort of uneduca

ger dr

fiddled with the hem of the black shirt he was wearing. Upon closer inspection, I real

s this

htly thrown off for being interrupte

fact that you're incapable of speech mig

wn at his plate of fries that I had just realized were there. I crossed

words to you will be: interrupt me again and I'l

ist

earing. He just smiled, flashing his pearl

ok?" I started. "First, I'm not sure

you sit

ally going

These sculptured babies are my money makers. It's just that yo

my hairline. The stranger in front of me managed to completely ignore everyt

the only thing that seemed appropriate – I s

I shoved a few in my mouth and chewed. I suddenly realized how hungry I was, and tried to remember

lodged themselves in my esophagus. I covered my mouth, trying not to die, until Oliver shoved his drink towards me and

ring at Oliver all the while, bef

st no

ink we're prolonging this, " I said once I'd collected myself. "I don't know why you're here, I do

was a refreshing laugh, warm and real. I might have laughed with him if he hadn't interrupt

trying to change topics

rowed in confusion before he masked it and his fa

so, but it's true." I started heading towards the door, the old 50's song playing in the background added a new pep to my step, alo

had no means of getting home. Realizing this setback was severely ruining my

e, " a voic

pleasantly surprised to hear Cora's b

y. I could picture his smug lips forming a co

hed out of the doorway and paused on the sidewalk. "Your sist

I was in the middle of sl

head out of that fictional video game world and join

l be there in ten, "

te locks. Spring weather was always the best. It was always warm, hot enough sometimes to go to the beach, but also rained occasionally, and I loved rainy days almost more than the sunny ones. Spring also brought the happy reminder that school was almost over, the sweetness of senior year on the horizons. Being May, we'd already taken every b

to see Oliver meekly sliding out of the restaurant door, biting his top lip apprehensively. I

d tried not to flinch when it

you'd driven away so your rejection wouldn't sting so much, but because you insist on just si

m only sitting

away now before I weep openly in front of you." He raised a hand dramatically to his forehead and flou

allowed to

, stopping his prancing to glance over h

t I've barely just met you and you're al

et, " he turned, walking towards a beat up looking black mot

se of this Oliver. When I'd first met him, he'd struck me as a cocky jock, but then hi

, ' as I remembered they were called? How did someone like him stumble

ever the only outcome from drunken decisions. The consequence for most people was usually a "Mino

his black mustang. He greeted me with a smile a

the rear view mirror. A place surrounded by trees, on a sing

tion for the roller coaster that was to become my li