school bathrooms // Juliet & Ashton

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6/12/15

   She sat there and scribbled in her cheap notebook from the dollar store down the road. Continuously trying to make figures out of the scribbles on the pages. With a frustrated sigh she threw her pencil to the ground and groaned.
Instead she picked up her sharpie and began to write on the white tile walls, "Maybe we feel empty because we left pieces of us in everything we used to love." That was one of her favorite quotes, she never knew who said it first though. As she slid the cap back onto her marker she heard a voice talk behind her, causing her to fall off of the sink she was previously sitting on.

  "You know I like that quote too." He giggled. Giggled. It was like music to her, the way his voice sounded. "Oh um that's cool. Yeah. Cool." Juliet stuttered. He was standing there and in this destroyed room, he looked like art. The kind that takes your breath away.
Juliet was pretty sure she looked as bad as the cracked toilet seats. "I'm Ashton" he smiled while handing her pink pencil back to her. His smile basically made the room seem a thousand times better.

"I'm Juliet."