I Saw Him on the Swing Set

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On Sunday, August 7, my mother forced me to go to the cover band concert at a local park located right next to an old elementary school. I honestly don't like going outside that much. I'm a total klutz most of the time and I have serious anime addiction syndrome. Never mind the small stuff. Anyways, I got to the concert and helped my mother and stepfather set up our blanket and chairs and such. Soon after, once the cover band of all those old country love songs started up, I told my mother that I was going over to the playground of the elementary school a little ways away.

And with her stamp of approval I casually walked over to the school. There was only one other person on the playground. A boy, about twelve, same as me. He wore a white v- neck T shirt, denim capris that went to his mid calf, bright red converse, and studious large framed glasses. I paid him no mind and continued over to the swing set. I sat on the swing farthest away from the rest of the playground and slowly started to rock back and forth on my swing.

A few moments later, I noticed that the boy was walking towards the swings where I was. He kept walking and sat down, with one empty swing in between us. I stole a quick glance upwards and caught him looking at me.

We sat there in a comfortable silence for about twenty five minutes, just listening to the music that could be heard faintly in the background.

"It's five o'clock already..." I quietly mumbled to myself. Making sure that it was inaudible to the boy.

I started to leisurely kick my feel around in the wood chips, but stopped once I saw that my foot had made contact with a foreign object. It was a small black disposable camera.

I casually bent down and picked it up. Twirling it around in my palms. Looking it over carefully.
I sat back down on my swing as I continued to hold it. It only had one picture left, so I turned over and took a picture of myself.

I guess the little clicking noise freed the boy of his stoic trance, because a few moments later, I watched him as he hesitantly started walking towards me.

He stopped right in front of me. His intricate blue eyes stared onto my emerald ones. His short and wavy hair fell in beautiful chocolate brown waves over his glasses as the gentle breeze swayed it from side to side. His glasses held a slight reflection of the setting sun.
He then spoke to me in a timid hesitant voice.

"Hey, I think you found my camera." He spoke softly to me.

"Oh! Sorry, I didn't know it was yours" I replied with a faint blush tinting my cheeks.

And with that he started walking away across the blacktop. I sat there and watched him leave. Wishing that he hadn't. I only looked away for a moment, and he had disappeared behind the school building.

I thought I would never see the boy again.
And boy was I wrong...