• are you coming to the end of year thingy? •
he asked
sparking the conversation between us
as i marched in the direction
of the shopping center.
• nope. •
• ugh roo
you're no fun. •
i snorted.
• so your idea of fun is going to class
rather than protesting about the importance
of books in society? •
• okay fine.
you can be fun.
sometimes. •
i took his hand
and we crossed the road.
• safety first... •
i whispered;
although saftey
was never a priority of mine.
• so what are we doing? •
he asked.
• we? •
• we. •
• well
i need to go shopping
for my mum... •
• no;
w e
need to go shopping for your mum •
• okay hayden. •
• okay roo. •
i think he made me smile too much.
...
• i wonder if these musili bars
contain trans-fats instead of palm oil... •
• CHOCOLATE •
• what - •
i should have known better
than to turn my back on him
next to a pile of chocolate bars.
• please roo? •
• hayden!
palm oil! •
• what the orangutans don't know
won't kill them •
• dude;
every bite of that chocolate bar
you chow down;
results in an unexpecting
orangutan
to lose their home! •
it was like i was now the child
in the seat of the trolley
throwing a temper tantrum.
• you're cute when you go all
environmental nerd. •
he said;
smirking
and my cheeks heated up.
and that was when that girl he liked
from detention
walked down the isle casually;
only pausing to chat to him
about how she was forced to buy groceries
for the parents that she hated.
and i regret to admit something;
he smiled the whole way home.
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shaded wings
Poetryher wings would bloom when the pencil drew shades of black and white and tare into two when her body flew into the camouflage of night her heart was sewn to anyone but her own forgetting to love herself but there's a boy that knows his love for he...
