The Days I Wish I Had

Dillon

That summer

The one time I almost met Clementine was a hot summers day...

I'm sitting at the counter for the bookstore, I look up from the book I'm reading as I hear the ringing of the bell. I look and see a two girls walking in, one of them had their head held high and the other one had her head to the ground. The one with the high head instantly ran over to the sticker display case. She was wearing a pink tank top with blue shorts and her dark brown hair was pulled into a messy bun on her head.

The other girl nervously walked over to the fiction section, I looked at her a moment longer before realizing that she was Clementine. It had to be her.. with her dark brown, almost black eyes. She also had blond, almost white, hair that spiraled down in waves to her shoulders. She was wearing a black knee length dress and black and white striped tights that lead down to black shoes.

I wanted to shout at her

I wanted to run and hug her

I wanted to do anything, anything at all.. but I didn't

I just sat behind the counter..

"Excuse me? Can I buy these an-- Woah.. are those contacts?" The pink tank top girl asked

"U-Uh y-yeah.." I hurried to lower my head and put the stickers in a bag.

"Can I get a picture?" She asked curiously, obviously talking about my eyes

"Uh.. no thanks.. sorry." I answered biting my lip.

"Oh, okay! Thank you..! Come on Clementine!"

And just like that Clementine and tank top left the store. Without even realizing who I was..