Glass Bridge

.vii

i decided that i'd let my hair down today.

strangely, i woke up feeling light and warm all over. it wasn't everyday that i'd jump off the bed with a good mood (well, no one jumps off the bed with a good mood) but i felt extremely light-hearted today.

i didn't remember, but i must have dreamed of him.

unlike most days when i preferred a simple tee and a pair of skinny jeans, my outfit today was the total opposite. i wore a pink camisole over a black fitted shirt and a checkered denim skirt that reached just above the knees.

needless to say, i was feeling fashionably quirky. brynn would have been so proud of me.

excitement mixed with a little agitation tingled my senses as mom drove me to school. was dressing up a bad idea? i remembered brynn always told me, 'when in doubt, overdress.'

that was literally her motto in life.

i gripped my books tighter as i passed the hallways with some curious stares from the people around. i was so nervous i almost, almost decided to run to the nearest locker and lock myself in there.

the absurd thought vanished away the second i saw him.

that was probably the reason why i woke up feeling light today. that was probably the reason why i dressed up far from normal than how i used to. that was probably the reason why i had this jittery, sparky feeling inside. that was probably the reason why i couldn't wipe this stupid smile off my face no matter how i wanted to.

sebastian collins - he was probably the reason why.