peach soda part 2

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When my eyes landed on that can of the most amazing drink i ever saw, i was willing to give my soul just to get it. I quickly dug around in my bag for a loose dollar, anticipation building up inside me.

I reached out and there it was, a beautiful crumpled dollar bill.

Smoothing it out some, i slipped it into the slot. It stuck back out, and i shoved it back in, getting frustrated.

When it finally went in i pressed the button for what row it was in. A hard dive and it was at the bottom.

Victory fist pump later, i was cracking it open, only spilling it alittle. A crispy sweet taste fills my mouth, with a satisfied swallow.

"That... Was heaven" i said to myself and took another swig.

Who knew peach soda was even a thing? Why have i not had this sooner?? The nice sweet taste of peach, carbonated bubbles stinging down your throat, but the smooth way it had lingering on your tastebuds. It was a heavenly sensation.

The bell for classes rang, and i was snapped into reality. I zipped my bag shut and made a beeline for my first class. I can't be late again. I rushed across the campus speed walking like no tommrow, and not paying much attention to people rushing out of the way while i was practically running.

I then crash into someone, my bag falling along with me down onto the hard concrete floor.

"Ow..."

I look at the mess around me, and my eyes land on her.

Short curly hair going in every direction, faded ripped jeans and a tube top. A dozen bracelets covering her wrists.

"Im so sorry." I appolgize. Gathering my stuff and hers.

"No biggy, it happens." She said, a voice like no other i heard.

Her voice sounded the way flowers look, if that makes any sense. Hell, i don't even know if that makes sense.

"Um here-" i say stuttering, handing her note books back. They had stickers all over them. Cute.

"Thanks! I'll see you around im late for class!" She rushed out, and before i could say something she jogged away. Leaving me with a beating heart and a blush on my face. What just happened?

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Not me finally making a part two to this a million years later

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