Strawberry Smoothie (Hiatus)

Tutoring (14)

I've been tutoring Jade for weeks.

It's winter now,
Snow is starting to fall,
Landing lightly on the ground,
Causing the ground to look like a pillow.
The trees are pretty much bare,
And the air sends chills down my back.

Even though it's been weeks
Since I've started tutoring Jade,
We still haven't bonded.
It's been a simple,
"Hello," and,
"Goodbye."
I want to change that so badly.

She's sitting on my couch right now,
Staring intently at a textbook,
As if it contains all the answers to life.
I slowly walk up to the couch,
Carefully sitting down next to her,
Our feet slightly brushing against each other.
I look at her,
Heat rising to my cheeks,
A lump forming in my throat,
My stomach full of butterflies.
"What kind of music do you listen to?"
I ask her quickly.
Realizing what I've done,
I blush and look down at my lap.
Stupid, stupid, stupid move.

"I like all kinds of music, as long as it has a deep meaning."

I was not expecting an answer.
I look back up at her with hopeful eyes.
I nod, and she smiles.
This started a whole conversation,
It only felt like a few minutes,
But it went on for hours.
The textbook she was once reading has been pushed aside,
And my brain can't even catch up to what's going on.
My words are spilling out naturally,
And she nods as if she understands it all.

Her phone buzzes,
Signaling that our time is up.
My heart drops,
As if a weight was put on it,
As I realize she has to go home.
I walk her to the door,
The cold air rushing in
As she opens it.
I sadly tell her goodbye,
And it almost seems like she's sad as well.
Her eyes seem a lot less alive,
Her lips aren't turned up into that smile of hers,
And she reluctantly turns away,
Walking into the night.

I sigh as I close the door.
I now know her favorite color is yellow,
Her favorite food is pasta,
Her favorite hobby is drawing,
Her favorite animal is a cat,
She has a sister,
She loves the night,
And so much more.

I don't think I can wait another day to see her again.