moving on.

Alexander- 4 months ago

The day started with a cold start. It was the middle of spring and it snowed all night somehow, yet I didn't consider anything from it.

Mother Nature is a sucker for making me freeze in my multiple layers. Snow covers my boots as I start making a pile with the soft snow that is at the moment attempting to get in my hair.

I look up from the activity to see the school bus driving and slowing down on the icy roads. The bus stops in front of me and the door creaks open, I sit down in my usual spot, right next to Layla.

I looked at her, then looked at the fog windows, attempting to remove any awkwardness that might be between us.

Her and I haven't been talking as much as we used to, due to something that happened between us, things happen but I can't help but feel ashamed for my decision in it. I decided to try to work on this awkwardness.

My breath fogged the window, the attempt to draw a cat on a window to show Layla how "good I was at drawing" wasn't working out the way I wanted it to, and all that comes out of it is an attempt of a cat, somehow looking like a soccer ball.

I looked at Layla, she looked confused, I mean, I hadn't told her what I was drawing. "Is that a dog?" Layla says, and we both start breaking out laughing like that was the funniest thing she could have said.

Usually we have a better standard, but anything removing the awkwardness could make us happier. I wiped it, realizing I wasn't gonna be able to show her on a window, and in seconds, the ugly drawing had been wiped away.

The bus came to an abrupt stop like it always does and everyone got off until I felt a hand grasp mine. I turned around to glance at whoever held my hand, it was Layla, she looked scared, her body shook like she was a frail little puppy.

I smiled as a way to comfort whatever was wrong with her and held her hand back. I don't understand why she was so scared, but then she whispered to me something that made my heart stop and my blood run cold, "I'm going to die today."