Heart Buffs, Coffees & Cats

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Ten more days before my classes would start again— it made me feel anxious and excited. however, i didn't know why. maybe my instincts were trying to give me signs about something they could see and i couldn't. i sighed, my eyes darting at the clear sky where i could see the constellations, being pretty as ever.

another thing that i didn't like about summer was, undoubtedly the sun, which burnt everything as it climbed up its stairs into the sky in the mornings and kept steaming us as it settled down in the evenings.

but i liked the dawns, when the birds would wake up before the sun and when the wind would bless us with one last cool blow of air — i liked the sunsets when the sun would kiss its goodbye as it painted the sky with beautiful colors, and the night when the cool yet warm wind would carry the fragrance of night flowers, fresh grass and tree leaves everywhere around you.

summer was a bittersweet season with a few nostalgic memories and feelings. somewhat, i liked the season too.

Lucie giggled, "Who knew period could help us make friends? all i saw in my high school was tampons being thrown at you when you screamed for help."

"have you ever done that?"

"throw tampons?" she laughed louder while moving her hands in air. i meant to know if she asked for help, but I guessed that worked too. "yes! straight at my history teacher's face. he was traumatized but didn't say anything. it was epic." her laugh was contagious, it made me laugh along with her.

we were walking above the lake, on the bridge, as the side lamps lit our way towards the main road. since today was her first day at work, she was able to get off earlier than usual. something i didn't remember was allowed at my time.

back at the cafe, when i woke up — alone in the staff room — and was about to leave, lucie held my hand, and had requested me to wait for her as she signed off from work. i sighed, told her i would wait and she squeaked like a mouse, running back happily.

then, as time passed and my boredom took over, i looked around the café, and had found our — sarcastically — Ayden talking on the phone and his hands placed on his waist.

honestly? i could see exactly why girls always crushed on him. his eyebrows furrowed as he spoke, nodding once in a while as he then poked on the plant beside him. sudden flashbacks of him from the past year in my mind made my cheeks warmer. i hated to admit it, but Ayden always looked good— and as if the devil snitched on me, his eyes fell on mine. he had narrowed his eyes and i looked away, trying to blink away the awkward air around me.

but as curiosity took over me, i glanced back at him, found his eyebrows relaxed as he scanned me from head to toe, before it went behind me and then landed on me again. Then, with the frown returning and one random single nod to who he was talking to over the phone, he turned and went inside.

nothing had happened. lucie soon tugged my hand in hers and pulled me out of the cafe and now, here we were— our conversations jumping from normal life to high school to families, which now landed on friends.

ouch. friends.

"do you have best friends?" i asked looking at the lake which was about to end. "from childhood or school?"

"uh, ive plenty of friends. but if you're asking for those people with who you share every single detail about yourself and all those stuff—" her smile grew bigger, "them, i don't have." then she paused for a moment, letting the air fill the void in between us. "im sure you have though." her voice was quieter now. a bit envious, but still positive as ever.

"what makes you think that?"

"i just hoped that you do."

"if you're talking about those people who had 'slept' with your now ex-boyfriend—" i smiled just like the way she did earlier; wide and optimistic, "ive had one of them. wasn't a pleasant experience."