Coincidences

Act XV

I put my sneakers on and left. The sun heated the mercury up to today's highs. I ran to her porch, rang the most obnoxious doorbell, and waited like a loyal dog.

We were planning to go to the cinema, just us. The new horror movie was released, and, in my opinion, hasn't Zoey had enough of those?

Setting that aside, Zoey came down and said goodbye to her mom. Mrs. Hudson was in the living room, scrapbooking. She worked her way down the stairs and said, "Should we get going?" We walked to the nearest bus station to town.

While we were waiting for the bus to come, I looked at Zoey. I was starting to think that she went well with any outfit. She was wearing casual and holding her purse. Her legs reflected the sunlight and her lips were glowing red like embers. I had no idea why this appealed me that much.

The bus stopped by and, after we came in, sped through the heat wave. It was Saturday, so it was a bit crowded, so that meant no seats. We held on to the hanging rings. As we got closer to the center, we were getting more squished by the second. It came to the point that Zoey was leaning against me. I took a glance and saw that her face was pressed on my chest, her soft cheeks blushing. My face blushed too, so I tried to look away and ignore. My heartbeat rose.

We stepped out of the bus as soon as possible. We were suffocating in the sea of flesh.

"It was super hot in there," she complained. "There was no air conditioning."

"It probably because it is still winter," I explained.

We headed north, walking past the apartments. A vendor swayed around some flowers, suggesting with hand gestures that we should buy them. I declined and carried on. A candy shop displayed some limited-time chocolates by the window, attracting Zoey's attention.

"Ooh, I want some," she pleaded.

I went inside and bought her some. I don't know if I did that willingly or unwillingly.

She took the box and admired it. White chocolate with mocha glazings can be seen from the plastic cover. She thanked me and offered me some.

"No thanks," I said.

We continued down the street. The clouds pitied us and protected us from the harmful UV lights. Birds chirped their greetings to us. A gentle breeze blew.

We arrived at the cinema, flooded with people of all ages waiting in line for tickets. We stood by the very end of that line. There were two nerds in front of us, talking about some sci-fi series I've never heard before. After a couple of minutes, we took our tickets and stormed inside the cinema, where the cool air circulated through the vents. I asked if she wanted some snacks. She shook her head, holding out the chocolates from earlier.

The room was number 12; it was the very last one at the hallway. Probably because the manager thought, why not a long hallway before and after watching a horror movie?

We sat down at the comfy theater seats. This movie must have had a lot a hype; it was almost full, Zoey and I had to sit together. Unfortunately, the seats in front were taken, so no resting your legs this time.

The annoying commercials were flashing on the screen. Later, the upcoming movie trailers appeared. Looks like Marvel isn't gonna stop anytime soon.

Finally, 28 seconds of logos. The movie has started.

The terror took effect in an instant. The audience were gasping and screaming already. Zoey opened the box and put some sweets in her mouth. I gave in and took some, too.

As I was about to grab some more, the killer popped up with a butcher knife, and, the next thing I know, bits of chocolates were airborne.

We made it to the end of the movie, although we made a mess back there.

On our way home, Zoey fell asleep besides me. I observed quietly, and then, I wondered. Has everything that occurred happen for a reason? I seemed too coincidental. Zoey was motionless, deep in her dreams.

I think I may have feelings for her.

But now, I realized. Was this a date?!

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She felt more tranquil. She found a friend who she can rely on. Her worries were finally flushed away from existence. Everything felt renewed; she no longer had that weight on her chest. It was easily taken off by the person sitting next to her. She began to doze off. As she shut her eyes, she took a final gander at him: a slender, young boy of blonde hair and ocean blue eyes. She rested upon him, sensing an intuition of security.