How time works

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I am anxious, sacred and weirdly happy.

4:55 pm .More Five minutes.

I go and stand under the blossom tree. It's been a year. I think about the last time I saw James. He is a year older than me. I miss him. I hate being in school without him, good thing today is the last time I see this old building. Of course, I made lasting memories here. The time I painted the washrooms red, James said I didn't have the gut to even paint an inch. Ha! Boy was he wrong.

I did make a lot of memories with James. Latest one was exactly a year back. James's last day in this "Circus".

Four Minutes more.

I had stood here waiting for him. He came, late, running. His face was smeared with cake and there was colorful confetti in his hair. I was determined to give him a good shouting but then, he smiled. A smile for which the whole world stopped. "Sorry for the delay, your majesty" he spoke, bowing down. I took a bit a cake from his face a tasted. "Hmmm...Blueberry!!" I looked at him with superiority and continued, "Forgiven". We both started laughing.

Three minutes more to go.

"I can't believe that I am staying a year more in this Jailhouse without you" I complained after few minutes. "Oh don't worry, I will be here" James lied. I hate to admit but, tears started coming out of my eyes.

That was totally unlike a thing I would do. James pulled me close and suggested, "How about we meet here again. Next year?" "Same place?" I asked and stopped crying. Baby, that's what I acted like. "Same Day" he said and hugged me. "Same time" I said looking up at him. He nodded, smiling. A beautiful smile. I smiled back. He wiped my tears and said "That's a promise". "No..." I told him "promises are just words. How about a Deal? No loopholes." "Deal" He said has he kept his chin on my forehead. "Deal" I whispered.

Two minutes.

I start to fidget, an old habit of mine. James always loved Deals and Bets. That's how we crossed our paths. That's how I won this beautiful tree. I won it from James. We were enemies then, now we are...not. I lost contact with James when he left.

A minute more.

I look down and check for any blossoms which might have fallen on me. James loved to point out how I always attracted blossoms. Looking around I realize that I am going to miss this place. The Cherry Blossom. Little Bushes. Far from the eyes. I spent most of my time here. So did James. With me.

30 seconds.

Suddenly, out of the blue, my sub-conscious says –"He Won't". He will. He is very punctual. "He was late once." snarls my sub. "He will" I shout to no one.

20 seconds.

I start to look around. I don't see him. My vision starts to blur.

10 seconds.

He will come. He is just very punctual. "Right?"i ask no one.

5 seconds.

I am going to start crying now. I can't.

4...

He will come.

3...

It was a deal.

2 seconds..

"Deal." I whisper.

...1.

I fall to the ground as a tear rolls down my cheek.

...5:30...

  "Deal" I shout and break down.

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