𝐃𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐂𝐨𝐬𝐦𝐨𝐬

1:Dakota

"that feeling you get, when your heart is broken, like all the butterflies died in an instant"

9 years ago
★★★★★★★★★★

Two years ago after my 6th grade graduation party, the most important woman of my life left this world to go dance with the glistening stars staining the skies as Amora would always tell me when I would doubt the small bits of beauty this world had. But before breast cancer took my mom away, she told me I would fall so deeply in love with someone that I would follow them to the ends of the skies. I would always doubt her last words but now, looking at Amora shining from the sprinkled sunlight spread across her nose, I knew my mom was right.

"I knew I would find you here, love". I tell her, approaching her.

I knew I would find her in the green plains behind the school. She always comes here. She once told me she liked coming here because she was able to look at the infinite invisible stars spread in the cerulean skies. What she didn't know was that I had my own gorgeous star. Her.

"Oh, did you now?". She softly murmured, not turning to look at me. With that, I knew something was wrong. Whenever she sassed back, she quirked those plump heart-shaped lips of hers. But she didnt. I wanted her to give me that smile I lo-

"Are you okay, amare", I gently asked her kneeling next to her on the rough grass. With twinkling eyes, she smiled in response. I knew my nickname would make her smile. After all, she loved it when I spoke Latin to her. When I asked her why, she said no matter if society thought of it as a dead language, she thought it was a beautiful language. Maybe that's why I made sure to learn Latin. Hopefully it would help her open up as to what was wrong. It didn't.

"Of course, why wouldn't I be?", she avoided the subject, turning to look at me. Showing me those emerald eyes of hers that I loved seeing.

"You — nevermind," I sigh, even though I knew something was wrong, I knew that if Amora thought it was important, she would tell me. We told each other everything since we were best friends.

We became best friends ever since she shared the chocolate chip cookies that she would bring to school with me. I would've brought my own chocolate chip cookies but my mom was in the hospital taking chemotherapy so she couldn't bake those mouth-watering cookies anymore. I miss her so much.

"I actually wanted to ask you something." she began, "Next week is the formal and I was wondering if y-y-y-you", she shakily stuttered trying to avoid eye contact.

"Hey, hey, hey love ,take a deep breath and look at me," I took hold of her soft hands rubbing circles on them trying to calm her down, "Look at me and try again, amare.".

"Um-okay, um- well, I was wondering if you wanted to come with me to the formal next week?" she breathed relieved flickering those heavenly rare emerald eyes at me, "Only- only if you don't have a date already," her smile faltering as she corrected herself.

As if I dared ask another annoying girl who wouldn't shut up about the new Justin Bieber song, when I had my own gorgeous girl right in front of me. Who had much more interesting topics to talk about.

If only she liked me back. As much I wished those mesmerizing eyes looked at me with love as I did, I knew she would never.

After all, I am her best friend. Nothing more.

"Oh- sure , yea," I stammered, surprised she would ask me when I thought she would ask Marek instead. Marek Santiago: the guy who I would ignore when he tried to hang out with Amora and I. But Amora would always shake her head at me and slap the back of my head in mock disapproval. She would also ask me to invite him back because I was being rude. Which I never did because I was scared she would like Marek more than me.