Reflection

-8-

I open the door to Shiro's house and see Adam in the kitchen making dinner. "Hey, Keith! How was class?" He asked, putting down his cutting knife.

"Fine," I muttered, "What are you making?"

"Oh, just some spaghetti. I found a really healthy recipie and decided to try it out." He answered. I nodded.

"Hey, where's Shiro?" I asked.

"Oh, 'Kashi's working late today. He told me to chat with you, because you usually talk to him about stuff most of the time." He answered. "You seem... Uneasy. Tell me?"

"It's nothing, really." I pull on a strand of my hair. Adam taps his foot on the ground, impatient. He was definitely onto me. I took a deep, gruff breath.

"I... Met an old friend of mine again. From about ten years ago." I answered, mumbling.

"Ok, and?"

"He doesn't remember me. Apperantly after I left, he lost his memories from the years before. He's really changed. And I think I might like him too," I dropped my head onto the hard, marble table and placed my hands on my temples. "I don't know what to do."

"Well, I would tell you to tell him how you feel, but I know that you don't quite know your feelings for him, and that's totally fine," Adam answered and I lifted my head.

"You know, you're much easier to talk to than to Shiro."

Adam grinned. "How so? I mean, yeah, he's a disaster." I laughed quietly.

"Yeah, and also since he's known me since I was a baby, and I just met you a year ago. I don't really have to care about what you 'used' to think of me, because there's no 'used to' to think about," I answered.

I turned my head and stood up. "Anyways, I have to go do my homework. Bye, tell me when Shiro's back." Adam said his goodbyes and I walked to my room.

-

Sunday

I parked my motorcycle on the side of the big building, walking onto the entranceway to the mall. I was just buying some sweaters and band tee-shirts at the mall, since it was Saturday.

I stopped at a Hot Topic store to buy a Green Day shirt and a MCR sweatshirt that I saw on the Hot Topic website.

Keith!" I heard a voice from behind me. Oh. Lance.

"Oh- uh... Hi, Lance," I answered, mumbling. "What are you doing here?"

"I'm buying a gift for my sister Veronica's birthday, and some other stuff for myself. You?"

"Just... Buying some tee-shirts, I guess," I answered.

"You seem like the person to shop at Hot Topic, definitely," Lance laughed. I nodded, picking a shirt up, weirdly desperate to move away from where Lance was.

"Well, I uh, gotta go. I'll see you Monday, bye!" I quickly said and rushed to the cashier.

"Wait, wait, wait... Didn't you just come here? I thought I saw you coming through the entrance of the mall just 20 or so minutes ago!" Lance answered.

"I-uhm... Y-yeah, I'll be here for another hour or so, actually..." I handed my shirts to the cashier and paid for them.

"Awesome! How about I treat you to some smoothies?" He grinned.

"I-uh- sure." I said, my eyes dodging from one wall to another. He smiled again.

"Then let's go!"

-

We arrived at the food court and sat down at a table. "I'll get our drinks. What would you like?"

"Uhm, a mango bubble tea would be ok, thank you."

"Got it. Just sit tight, kay?" He said. I nodded.

God, what is up with me? I keep stuttering and blushing whenever we speak! I shook my head and saw that Lance was coming back over with our drinks.

"Hey, Keith." He started as he sat down. I nodded. "Did I ever tell you how I got my amnesia?" I shook my head. He took a deep breath. "Well, it was in the seventh grade. I was at my house with a couple friends when we had the brilliant idea to do parkour. Our mission was to jump from the roof to my treehouse while doing a backflip in the air. Me, being the idiotic kid I was, agreed." He laughed dryly. "Then, when it was my turn, I jumped, did a flip, and fell onto the ground, judt missing the tree." I sat there with my eyes wide open.

"I-I'm so sorry. I-if only I knew, then-" He interruped me.

"No, don't be sorry. I was being careless." He smiled. "Anyways... Tell me about our friendship before."

"Uh, sure!"

And as I sat there, telling him the silly stories about what we did back then, and him laughing and grinning so adorably, I realised.

Oh my god. I'm in love with him.
I'm so in love with him.