He brushed a lock of his soft brown hair away from his freckled face as he handed the older girl a gold coin, his eyes trained gleefully on the purple chocolate box grasped tightly in her hands. She silently handed him a Freddo Frog and grabbed the gold coin, depositing it smoothly into the grey gloomy envelope. He impatiently ripped the packet open with such force that even the strongest of men would be proud of. The smooth brown chocolate, popped into view and a small smile lingered on his pink lips, threatening to break out. The deafening roars of the rowdy school crowds faded out and it was as though he had been transported to his own paradise. Shaking his head as though reprimanding himself for showing such a public display of emotion, he pried the plastic back with his calloused pale fingers and bit into the sweet chocolate frog. Sighing in delight, he let his shoulders sag and continued savouring the sugary delight. His tongue swirled inside his mouth, wanting to taste every last bit and the mischievous glint that was usually evident in his caramel brown eyes returned. The Freddo Frog packet lay forgotten as he lifted his bag and swung it over his shoulders. With one last sweeping glance at his surroundings, he took off speedily like a fierce tiger when it chases its prey. The forsaken Freddo Frog packet soared into the air, twisting and turning as the wind changed its path. The cloudless blue sky was suddenly tainted with the purple packet which appeared like a purple thumbprint on a sheet of spotless blue paper.
Two updates in a day! Subtle reference to littering at the end. Remember kids, have safe sex and don't litter.
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Loose Threads
Randoma collection of stories, poems and things I wrote over the years
