3:00pm
As I walk down the stairs, I try searching her around. So I decided to walk to her class instead.
As I walk, I see her walking to me.
It starts spitting, and she reaches for her umbrella.
She opens it, and throws it behind her back.
And she poses. I chuckle, and she laughs at herself too.
"Pretty," I say.
I look for a reaction, but nothing shows on her face. She probably didn't hear me. I'm glad if she didn't hear me.
She puts the umbrella under us, and because I'm taller than her, I take it from her.
As I try to take the umbrella off her, our fingers brush on each others.
Electricity sparks, as I hold the umbrella.
We walk to the gate, and we meet up with our other friends.
"You should get going, before it rains even heavier," I suggest.
She nods agreeing. We say goodbye to our friends.
3:04pm
I walk her to where I always drop her off to.
We talk about my netball game in a few hours. She says to beat them, and if they want to fight, then fight back.
I laugh at what she said.
We make it to where I drop her off.
We look at each other.
We embrace each other, and I didn't want to let go.
But I had to, cause she might think I'm a creep or whatever.
I laugh at my thoughts. We look at each other for a moment.
"You better better beat them," she says.
I nod, and I wave goodbye.
I just wish I could...
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She and I
عاطفيةShe and I met on a trip to the Museum. She and I talked. She and I clicked. She liked me as a friend. I however, felt in a different way. A diary of my daily life with her. (Warning! ANNOYING AF)
