once upon a time

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once upon a time


Imagine it's summer in between seventh and eigth grade. You're wearing those cute Nike pros that you bought specifically for tennis matches. Country clubbers stroll around, wearing large Gucci glasses and high heels. A sweet smell wafts from the premium ice-cream shoppe that was added this spring, with checkered floors and red stools and booths. Sunlight lit up the court. Today was perfect.

Inside the ice-cream shoppe was a blonde girl. Her blonde hair lay in glossy curls on her shoulders, and eyeliner made her marine blue eyes pop. She was cute, probably a bit cuter than you. A white cashmere cardigan was tight around her boobs and chest. You recognized the logo to be the Aspen Day design, with a lush green tree and ASPEN written underneath it in small gray print. When she flipped her hair, her eyes caught yours.

You scampered away, dragging your pink Wilson racket behind you. The t-shirt you were wearing stuck to your hot, itchy skin. Embarrasment made your face burn. You were just declared out- and at the time, that was the worst possible thing to be.

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⏰ Last updated: Sep 23, 2013 ⏰

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