chapstick ; matthew espinosa

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claire -
i head out the door for school but i reach into my maroon sweatshirt pocket for my chapstick.
i apply the pepperminty chapstick that chills me down to my bones in the winter wind. somehow it soothes me.
my phone starts vibrating in my sweatshirt.
"hello?" i asks.
"hello? claire?" the mature girl voice replies.
"yeah, what happened em?" i ask my sister.
"where's mom, she called me during my business meeting" she says worried.
"she's home, she has a fever. she was asking for pain medicine so i bought it." i said.
she sighs in relief.
she hangs up the phone and i get inside my black jeep.
i touch my lips, and my chapstick is nearly gone from all the licks ive had to do to keep tasting the flavor.
i re-apply some on my lips and not noticing the car that's coming.
i hit the brakes.
i close my eyes.
i pat my chest and im alive.
the white car stops and a semi tall guy comes out of the car.
"i am so sorry, that was all my fault. it was red" he says.
he apologizes and he gets back in his car.
i head to school and i was 10 minutes early till im late.
i see the familiar car parked next to mine.
i lock my car and head to class, but i re-apply some chapstick once again.

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a/n: enjoying it?