"The course of true love never did run smooth." ~ William Shakespeare
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Kailani Hummel, an innocent small-town genderfluid teenager, gets sucked into a world that seems like only they can navigate in an attempt to save everyone they love. Will Qu...
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Juniper Bristol was glad none of her more power hungry classmates had tried to follow her home that day. She needed the walk to gather her thoughts before arriving home to the organized chaos that was the Bristol firehouse.
She knew she shouldn't go anywhere without informing her parents. They worried relentlessly when it came to their locations and the things Vaughn chose to do online. Juniper didn't blame them after August ended up in the hospital with Violet, willing to commit suicide for a girl that's parents called her an abomination. This was America, and they couldn't expect any less in today's world, where being a lesbian still wasn't normal.
How frightening.
Juniper sighed as she sat down on a bench in the train station. She didn't know where she was going. She didn't even ride the trains due to some sickening fear in her stomach, but it seemed like coming down here to Grand Central Station meant something to her. Something so distant she could never place it.
Like a word forever stuck in the fog of her mind. A word on the tip of her tongue. A song that had lyrics and rythm, but she could never place it.
Her head leaned back and her eyes scanned the constellations painted on the ceiling of the station. They were painted wrong; accidentally painted in the wrong direction and order that turned the entire world around. It would change the course of history if that was the true telling of the tales in the sky. Thankfully, Juniper found comfort long ago in knowing this was a small mistake and the world didn't have to turn based on a mistake.
"How did I know to find you here?"
Juniper looked over her shoulder and sighed when Brooke smirked at her over the end of the bench. She looked away and bit back a smile, secretly hoping this would be the outcome of her day.
"Do you ever come in here and feel like you're forgetting something?"
Brooke hummed and sat down beside her friend. She leaned her head on her shoulder and looked around at the multiple hundred people that scrambled through every door and every walk way.
"Sometimes." Brooke lifted her head and watched Juniper look up at the ceiling. "But sometimes it feels like I'm supposed to forget. If that even makes sense?"
"It does." Juniper looked down at her hands and spun the ring her momma had given her for her seventh birthday. She took her turn, leaning into Brooke, and sighed. "My Moms in remission. They completly cleared them over the weekend."
"I heard." Brooke didn't move a muscle. She didn't want Juniper to feel like she had to move away from her. "I'm happy for you. Kai's gonna be okay, and you can stop worrying about everything."
