Butterfly meets the dragonfly

Chapter 2

Camila's POV

Sunday is boring, I just make homework,
study and look forward Monday. I also help my mom with chores, and Sofia with her homework. Sofia is my sister, she’s five years old and she’s the most adorable thing that ever step on this planet.
We entitle ourselves as Butterfly Queen 1 and Butterfly Queen 2, and we think that’s beautiful. Sofia has the soul of an angel, and I love the way she carries herself. Even at such small age you can see already the beauty in the way she likes to put her heart in everything she does. She’s very smart and curious too. I just love everything about my sister.
Anyway, at the end of the day I was looking forward Monday.

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Monday. I “park” my bike and walk past the parking lot and enter the supermarket.
I’m late for school, so I have to do this as quickly as I can. I walk straight to the school supplies and hope they haven’t changed my gummy bear’s place, but of course the odds are never in my favor.

“Shit!” I hiss when I don’t see them there and start walking through the shelves looking for them, that are nowhere to be found.

I try to breathe, because you can’t solve anything when you’re in a hurry, that I’m sure. I keep scanning the shelves but then I hear someone saying ‘hey’, and I’m pretty sure it’s in my direction so I look up and run my eyes in the direction of the sound, it’s the cashier girl. She’s smiling, and I’m dead.
I’ve just been shot!!! By!!! A!!! Smile!!!

I look behind me to see if this is real, if I’m the one she’s calling, but there’s nobody behind me but an old lady analyzing a pack of oreo. Then I look back at her, and she’s holding up a pack of gummy bears. I walk to her hesitantly but fast, I’m going to lose first period, that I’m almost sure. I grab the money hurriedly from my pocket and slide it to her while she picks a plastic bag.

“No, it’s ok. I’ll put it inside my bag”, I say, and just when I finish speaking I notice that I spoke.

I wish the ground would open right and suck me into space. I want to fucking disappear! I just spoke. Why did I do that?

“Environment?” the girl smirks, and starts to pick my change.

I’m still unaware of what’s happening, so I just nod and look to her hands working on the cash machine. I don’t want to look stupid, but too late. I wondered about this moment, when this day would come. The day I would open my mouth and screw my three hundred layers of acting-chill-until-I’m-inside-my-comfort-zone again.
The only problem is that I thought that also might not happen, like, one day I would come here and she would have been fired or something. Well, that didn’t happen.

“That is so nice, because some people don-“, she starts talking and hand me my change.

Big mistake!

I grab it and walk away, not bothering to listen to what she has to say. So she’s left there, her mouth half open while I just walk away like she wasn’t speaking. Rude, fucking rude. Fucking stupid piece of rude little shit. I’m close to the doors so they automatically slide open and I squeeze my eyes, screw it.

I turn my wheels back, and the girl is still looking at me. She’s not smiling, she actually looks pretty small right now, and I feel terrible. I’ve been ignoring her ‘good mornings’ and ‘good evenings’, or ‘thank you’ for the nearly 400 days, and that’s a terrible thing. Not that I think she cares, but I’m awkwardly rude, and that matters to me. I walk back trying not to step on something, or cross somebody’s way, and grab a little piece of courage lying on the floor to start apologizing.