Bitter sweet october

Spring preview

At the start of spring break before school, Olive had been lying in her room most days staring out the window, into the yard, and at the same four walls. Dreaming, thinking about the same four things, when would this be ever? Will I ever meet someone like him? How long is this break? And when will Mr. Mcklusky mow his lawn? Not all of these were important but one was extremely important, Will she ever find someone like him? Who had the same laugh that made her days brighter, who would dry her tears with their sleeves like he did but most of all who would love her like he did... silence took over her room as she came to the realization that she would most likely never find anyone like him. But hey, who cares she still has her brother and her parents and friends so who needs him? Just then she got a ding on her phone, the notification read:

hey, you up?
yes, what's up?
wanna hang out with everyone today? going to dinner soon.
sure why not?
AWESOME!
Just her luck, now she had to meet up with people she didn't know and that weren't even her friends, But if it was for Charlotte then she would do it cause that's her best friend of course. When 5:55 rolls around she's sitting outside waiting for Charlotte to come pick her up, she sees a beautiful girl. Long curly hair, lovely brown skin, eyes like shimmering diamonds staring at her, she loved the way her eyes looked at her. Butterflies arose in her stomach, I familiar tingly feeling, like a cold gush of air or a warm summer afternoon. She felt familiar as if they'd already met over and over again, in other lifetimes, timelines, centuries apart but never away from each other. This caused her to look away shyly as the girl smiled at her and walked over to her sitting on the steps of her front porch. "Hi," she mumbled. "Hello, what you doing out here? it's late" she smiled warmly asking her the question as if they hadn't met mere seconds ago. "I'm just waiting on some friends" I smiled back at her, admiring her perfectly shaped face her gold earrings shining in the barely seen sunset, and her crooked but most warming smile I've ever seen made me think, did I really like guys? I've never felt this way about a girl before, only with guys. maybe it's because she acts like a guy. No that can't be it, her body is curvy and feminine, she wore a skirt that hugged every curve nice and snug and a blouse that seemingly didn't need a bra the way her chest sat perfectly right there underneath her jacket. I needed to get my act together before I said something and scared her away. "Hello?" she asked. I'm sorry what? I said startled "Oh well I asked how old you were.