amnesia | editing

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I tried to ignore the sparks flying from my contact with Zann, but it made me feel so warm that I eventually succumbed to it and stayed there.

"Hey, Matthew?" Zann asked.

"Yes?" I replied.

"Thank you. For everything." she said, and I could hear the smile in her voice.

But, somehow, it felt strangely like a goodbye.

Suddenly, I was overcome by a sense of déjà vu. She told me that right before she fell off the ledge. 

I'm not sure if she remembers that detail though.

"You're not welcome," I replied.

She shivered with laughter and anticipation.

Di rolled out the cake and motioned for me to unclasp my hands from Zann's eyes. Somehow, I could even though I didn't want to let go.

"Turn around," I instructed.

She slowly turned.

When she saw the cake, her face lit up.

"Is that... is that for me, Matthew?" she asked.

"No, no, it's not for you, it's for me," I said sarcastically.

She made a face and swatted at me.

"Mine," she said.

Who or what was she referring to?

Me?

Nah, it can't be.

Di handed a plastic knife over.

"So that you don't kill anyone," she said.

Zann snorted and I laughed.

She sliced the cake deliberately as everyone yelled, "Welcome back!" in here ears.

She smiled widely and turned to me.

Zann sliced a huge portion and handed it to me.

"To you, for being the bestest friend ever." she announced.

"I know 'bestest' isn't a valid word, but you really are, Math. You're the best." she continued before giving everyone a piece of cake.

Another reason why she was so popular- she knew how to handle these stuff well.

I smiled at her and bit into the soft, fluffy cake.

Heaven.

I threw a thumbs up at Di. It was so good.

Zann chuckled at my cream covered mouth and dabbed it away with a tissue.

Sweet.

"I can do it myself," I insisted.

"Oh, really? From the way you eat cake, I don't think so." she teased.

I rolled my eyes.

"Taking that insult as a compliment," I commented as I snatched that tissue from her.

Best day. Ever.