Sara parted her lips only the slightest of a crack as her voice strived to create something....anything that could resemble a word of some sort. Her fingers trembles slightly at her side , one hand clutching at her worn out uniform sweatervest. She was all too aware of her awkward footstep after footstep down the hallway, her clear blue eyes moving down and then up again, unable to keep her eyes off of him as he made his way down the hall, going in the complete opposite direction of her. Any second now they would cross paths, and she would be forced to say something to him. She needed to say something to him.
She could feel her palms getting sweaty and her shoes starts to drag aginst the tiled floor as if time were slowing down.
His steps finally synced with hers as his brown eyed gaze met her nervous stare in a flash, as if he'd been holding onto it up until that very moment that they would meet for the last time. Her breath caught as her brain screamed for her to say something....... say something.....SAY SOMETHING.
And in that last second...Sara did something that made her heart sink into her chest, and her throat start to dry up making it hard for her to breath. The big crowd of students suddenly became all too noticable as they're voices carried a little too loudly and everyone began walking a little too fast. Her fingernails dugging into her skin...
....as she looked away.
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Teen FictionHe laughs awkwardly as she stands at the counter of the antique shop looking up at him. He who kept his gaze down but was all too aware of her presence. She could feel her head start to spin. This is it. This is the moment Sara had been waiting for...
