runs "ryker!" pushes people out of her way "ryker reynolds!"
internally groans and stops in place, arms crossed over his chest
"you weren't there before school," mumbles
"i was with a friend—"
"chloe" blurts out , instantly closing her mouth, "i waited for you,"
"yeah well," sighs "now you know how that feels," begins walking
grabs his wrist, "ryker please," looks up with pleading eyes
sighs, "what?"
"happy birthday," smiles
softly scoffs "thanks" begins walking again,
follows after him, "i have something for you."
"oh yeah?"
nods head "lunch? please?"
nods and opens class door, "sure."
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Anonymous
Short StoryWhere a girl receives messages from an anonymous passerby who wants to show her the world. © tilmorning. 2013