Lo

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          Lo woke up to the sound of her mother calling her to get ready for school. She was thankful as she never had to hear the screeching of a noisy alarm clock. She opened her eyes to the morning sun beaming onto her face illuminating the brown boxes that decorated her room. She sat up rubbing her eyes from the intruding sunlight as she replayed the day before In her head puzzled by the strange man she had encountered but excited to see her new friends at school.
She got up her feet trudging against her fuzzy light blue carpet and rummaged through her closet for her dreaded school uniform. She hated it. The plaid skirt and white button up shirt. She sighed at the wrinkles that adorned the button up she had forgotten to iron it the day before but to be honest she could care less. She threw on her uniform wrinkles and all before calling down to her mother "Mom!" She yelled

"Yes darling" her mother responded her voice like honey.

"Can you tie ribbons in my hair today please" Lo begged.

"Of course darling" her mother responded.

Lo smiled before running down the stairs to meet her. Her mother sighed before letting out a small giggle. "Your shirt!" She exclaimed.

"What about it?" Lo said as she tried jokingly to imitate the poses of the pretty girls in magazines before plopping herself in a chair her mother had pulled out for her. "What color would you like today" her mother asked.

Lo scanned the table adorned with spools of ribbon before resting her eyes on the lavender colored ones, her favorite color.
"That one" she pointed.

Her mother began braiding her hair, putting silk strands in between lavender ribbon ones. Lo began to fidget impatiently. "Tell me about yesterday" her mother asked.

"Oh it was so great I met some friends there was Willow, Rylan oh and Cole they're really cool and they go to Cedar high we where out on the field watching the sunset" she squeaked on " and I met one of our neighbors" Lo began to trail off replaying the interaction in her head.

She wondered if he was home next door, if he was asleep or if he had somewhere to be. If he drank coffee in the morning or tea. What he did for work or if he had a job at all and if she'd ever see him again. Surely she would he lived right next door.

He was in fact awake, slowly sipping a steaming cup of coffee from a forest green mug his nose buried deep into a book. He sat himself right in front of the window basking in the morning sun. He had no where to be today, no plans, no friends to bother he was quite a lonely individual but he didn't mind. All he needed was a pen and paper, a good book and an ole cup of joe. He was a writer, it's what he did for a living and what he enjoyed most. He filled his time writing extravagant stories of lovers, of war, of philosophy.

       His morning silence was soon interrupted by a set of lavender ribbons that flashed out of the corner of his eye. It was the girl that sat on his porch the day before. He watched her his eyes scanning from just above his book. She stood in her drive way staring directly at him. She couldn't possibly see him watching her right? His fears where confirmed when she let out a bright smile and waved. He snapped his head and buried his nose back into his book. "Lo hurry your going to be late for school!" a woman yelled he assumed she was the girls mother who he now knew was Lo.

   She turned and ran into a black sleek car and like that lavender ribbons was gone. He couldn't help but be fascinated by the girl. Her smile sparked something in him that hadn't been sparked in a while. And he couldn't help but let a smile of his own bloom across his face.