"Well I hope I get to be spend all of it with you!" I responded with a smirk.
I never really listened to my inner voice. A 3rd party to my subconscious. It was telling me to not let Alyssa go. That this would be the last time you'd ever get to see her. You could at least say bye. I felt too bad to say anything. I kept my mouth shut about Alyssa. I was over her. I just thought I was going crazy to be talking about Alyssa to myself. I thought I was already crazy given that I spoke to 3 different mes more that I ever talk to anyone else. Everything just needs to be dealt with personally before you could ever deal with everything else. Would this actually be the last time I'd see her?
"Awe how sweet. It's going to be great. Only if we have some classes together and lunch." Lauren said
"All I need is lunch for me to see you. Heck! We just need to be at the same school. I could see you before or after school. Maybe we could hang out after school a lot. I'd love that!"
"Yeah of course", she replied.
"Speaking of hanging out. When are we going to hang over the summer?"
We walked out of the school next to the buses. The second we opened the last doors the breeze hit us. Wind soft enough for it to move her beautiful dirty blonde hair. The sunlight hit her glowing green eyes making them more noticeable then ever. Why is it that I'm barely noticing these details about her? Have I finally gotten over Alyssa? Is it too soon?
"Anytime! Wait. Actually I have to take a trip to Florida next week and I want to chill out for the first week of summer. Then when I get back I leave a week later to camp but during that week I have plans with friends. When I get back from camp I leave for band camp a week and a half later. I'll have to see when we can, ok?"
"Alright then. You just let me know. When are you getting picked up?"
"Well not till another hour. My mom had to run a quick errand. Don't you have to get on your bus?"
"Yeah but I wouldn't want you to be here by yourself. I'll just walk home. I'm already grounded. What's to get in more trouble?"
"No just go, I still have friends here. You live too far to walk anyways."
"I'd rather spend the time with you."
"Aren't you bus 14? It's right over there. Head over there. I don't wanna feel bad for making you walk. Just go"
"Alright bye"
She leaned in for a hug. A hug tighter then she had ever given me. I'd be sad if we didn't get to see each other over the summer. I'd miss her birthday in 2 weeks. I felt the softness of the jacket I gave her that fit me tight in my chest and neck. I hopped on the bus and passed by her and waved goodbye. When I made it home I lifted the pot that hid a key under it to get into the house. I dropped my bag and headed upstairs to my room. I slammed on the bed. A quick nap would do me good.
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Run Away
Non-FictionDon't you always miss the old days? In this story we reminisce the best way possible, by the fire