Nothing that is can pause or stay;
The moon will wax, the moon will wane,
The mist and cloud will turn to rain,
The rain to mist and cloud again,
To-morrow be to-day.
— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
bade
"Solaris, do you have a boyfriend?" I was completely aware of how awkward I made things by asking that very simple question.
I saw her face get pale. "No," she answered slowly. "I've never dated anybody actually."
She didn't sound confident, and looked rather embarrassed. "It's a waste of time if you ask me," she added.
"Why do you choose to think like that?"
"Because it's something I believe in entirely."
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I knew the car was eventually going to run out of gas, but I wanted to get to Lars' place before such thing occurred. But my guesses were rather off, and I guess that happens when you get caught off guard by a girl who has just revealed to you she doesn't believe in love, or in having actual relationships. But who said I was one to believe such things either?
The main reason Solaris caught me off guard was because I thought she was someone somebody would actually want to date, and how she got all poetic and talkative about the moon, I would have thought she was a hopeless romantic, or like my sister who always spoke of stupid things like signs, and houses.
"We're going to have to walk," I said with little frustration. "I wanted to get to Lars' place before this would happen. But I guess that hadn't been in the works." I looked at the girl who stood beside me with a dead pan face expression. "I'm sorry."
She put her hand on her hip and looked at me with an expression of bewilderment. "Why are you apologizing? It's not your fault the car decided to do its own thing and shut down. Nor is it our fault that the power is out and everything...I just hope this problem gets resolved."
I smiled weakly, and was about to say something when she and I heard the loudest scream out of nowhere. It was coming from one of the apartments down the street we were from--I'm sure of it.
"That must be someone who can't check their Instagram 'cause their phone is dead. Ha."
I didn't know whether or not Solaris was joking, but it did seem like the most probable thing.
Especially when it came to us millennials.
"I like Snapchat, Instagram, Facebook, and Twitter, but I could live without it if I wanted to," I said.
She gave me a look obviously stating she didn't believe a word I said.
"What, do I seem like a person who relies heavily on social media?" I put my hands up in defense.
She shook her head. "You know what," she began. "Let's make a bet. After this whole no power thing is dealt with, and everything goes back to normal. You have to give up social media for a week. Deactivate all your accounts."
"And if I don't?"
"Then I guess you've proven me right."
"And if I do come through on the bet, and can actually live without social media, what will you do for me?"
"I'll start an Instagram. Because I don't use social media."
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Once surrendering to walking, we found ourselves bored, and there really wasn't much things to do around town.
The community pool was open and packed, but Solaris didn't want to go home and grab a swimming suit, and I didn't care for the big crowd.
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Short Story[COMPLETED] Solaris Monroe loved the moon. Bade Sommers loved to run, track. At school they were people who never seemed to cross paths. She knew who he was, and in some weird way, he knew who she was. But they both didn't know that. On the last day...
