Remembering Sunday>>SSOHPKC

02.

The walk with Sunday was well it was different. Sunday wasn't the shy type, and was more than friendly. As we walked she chatted well about everything. I stayed quiet for the most part still not knowing how to feel about a random girl leading me around. I kept following though, watching as her pale pink dress blew slightly in the breeze, not going to much high that it rested in the dinner.

Occasionally as we walked I noticed how she played with the top ruffle, rolling a small section of it up, then smoothing it back out. Her chocolate brown hair, blew in the breeze slightly and periodically a gust of wind would blow it in her face. She'd then push it out of the way, cursing under her breath. Her light green eyes wander around, not staying in one place. Traveling from each crisp autumn leaf with a look of wonder and amazement.

"I love fall.", she says softly eyes still moving endlessly. I look down and notice how the concrete of the sidewalk was curved but Sunday was walking straight not caring. There's a small crunch as her feet crush the leaves laying on the grass. I follow, shoving my hands in the pockets of my purple hoodie. Sunday looks at me, her eyes running up and down my body making me rather uncomfortable.

"You don't talk much do you?", she asks and I just shrug. She let's out a sigh and shake her head, brown hair swishing from side to side.

"Use your words Seamus.", she says.

"It depends.", I state as we continue walking along.

"Ahh there's that voice of yours and what do you mean?", she asks curiously. Now she was focused on me, eyes no longer scanning the area but fixed on me and me only. The sudden attention makes me feel a little odd but I ignore it.

"I talk more around certain people. I barely know you therefore I'm barely going to talk."

"Ahhh. I'm not like that, I honestly could care less anymore."

"I couldn't tell.", I reply sarcastically and she rolls her eyes.

"Sarcastic much?"

"It's my specialty."

"Really? Hmm good to know. If you're sarcastic what am I?", she asks sounding nervous. I look at her for a few moments and notice how her green eyes held a rather afraid look.

"I'd say you're friendly, overly friendly maybe but friendly.", I state and she let's out a breath. I smile and she looks around again a slight smile adoring her lips.

"Yeah...I tend to be a little too friendly but I can't help it. I just want to be liked....then again doesn't everyone want to be liked?"

"It depends there are some people I could care less about them liking me. Then again to a certain aspect yes we all want to be liked."

"I just want everyone to like me. I don't want people to talk behind my back or call me names. I just long to be liked I guess.", she says shrugging. I nod understanding what she meant.

"A lot of people are like that."

"Yeah but everyone needs something in life.", she says looking at me.

"True."

"What do you want in life though?"

"I haven't figured it out yet.", I say looking at Sunday. She nods and we continue walking along. Sunday stays quiet for a bit before talking again this time about subjects that were no where near as deep. The whole time she acts happy and cheerful, no where near the serious girl she'd been minutes before. I didn't mind though, I didn't mind one bit.

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A/N Hello yes hello. So first off each chapters like a little memory if that makes sense, but this one does connect with the last one xD. I'm extremely tired now but I did get to order some new shirts now I'm gonna crash into bed after I post the next chapter.