war of shades

iv

i was heading out of school when tan showed in front of me. his hair was wet from his sweat and his shirt was unbutton. he was catching his breath and he was smiling. his glasses were lopsided and he took a second to fix it.

"i saw you read twilight, flimsy, right?" he asked and i gave him a quick nod.

"i also read.." he was cut off when one of his friends called him. he quickly told them to wait and then looked at me again.

"i finished the whole series last night. do you wanna argue about it sometime?" he asked. his index finger was playing with his lower lip waiting for my answer.

"argue.. about the.. series?"

"yes, let's argue about it... hm.. let's talk about it sometime over coffee... if you like coffee, but if you don't.. let's still talk about it over... juice??" he even laughed that made the conversation less awkward.

"okay, juice sounds okay,"

"okay,"

flimsy brown