chitter on the windowsill.

Paper planes

June spent the following weeks shooting death glares at the Jones's backyard from her bedroom window. She usually sat there in the late afternoons because a cool breeze always passed by from the east. It was at the same time Grandpa Jones would make a show of wobbling out of the house like he didn't just have a bad hip but a bad everything. Then he would proceed to play fetch with the Labrador like they were about to enter in a dog contest.
It was on the third week when June realized Grandpa Jones knew she was watching him.

He suddenly halted, turned 90 degrees from where he was originally facing, looked up, and gave her the same gummy smile he had given her at the barbecue.

She wanted to scream.

That would've been the more logical, stress-relieving, and non-destructive thing to do.

But of course she didn't make life easy for herself.

In a moment of rage, she grabbed what some call the most dangerous weapon in history: a pen and some words that weren't carefully deliberated.

After writing her mind, she folded it into a paper plane. It was a pretty good one too. When she was a kid, she spent most of her time making origami. It was only when she grew up that she realized she was a loser as a kid.

But today those days of paper cuts paid off.

Somewhat.

Not really.

She had opened up the screen of her window and aimed to hit the old man square on the back of his head.

Mindless as she was, she didn't calculate the breeze. Once she had let go was when it dawned on her and she watched it with a horror in her entire body as it flew into the window of the bedroom across hers.

As she retreated away from the window to hide away with shame, maybe hide away forever, she could've sworn as she spun away that Grandpa Jones had looked up again and smiled.

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A/N: I'm back!!!!!!!
Not really?
Can't say for sure.
It's been so long. Maybe two years.
A lot has happened since then. I've started in university already and I don't even know how I have time for Wattpad like right now but writing again has made me feel a hella lot more relaxed and inspired.
I've missed you all :-(((