Dane
When the kid said that his sister was Lauren Snow, I immediately found it amusing. Remembering how often we crossed path for only one day.
And because I also remembered how she used to fangirl over me.
She used to silently took my photograph in the hallway. Although I know, she probably fails it, knowing from the frown on her face -And because there was a lot of those cheerleaders coming my way, and, probably blocking her view.
She never throw herself at me, like most of the girls. Never even try to make a conversation or anything. She just simply and silently likes me.
She said a squeaked hi to me once, when we were at the library. I guess she was involuntary doing it, as I see her friends were giggling behind her.
But that's it. I caught her looking at me, more than once, but then quickly looked away with the hint of pink on her cheeks.
They always do that, don't they?
I didn't really pay many attention towards her back then, because...it's not only her. There was and still a lot of girls who adores me.
Okay, I admit that sounds arrogant, but hey, that's the truth!
But now, she changed. She doesn't smile shyly and blush when I'm around. She doesn't snaps pictures anymore, she barely smiles and her eyebrows are always furrowed.
She doesn't even come to any game this past months...
Wait.
Where the hell did that came from? How do I know all those things?
I didn't look for her this whole time, wasn't I?
I shook my head, dusting the thoughts off.
I can't be. I'm Dane Steiner for heaven's sake.
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Leaving a party before it's over, is very unlike me. Especially when the party was made for the winning of the soccer team. My team. But remembering my tiredness and the downfall of my grades -thanks to math, I decided to went home early.
My mind keep rolling me of her face at our last encounter at the store.
The shock on her face, the blankness and coldness from her eyes, and her raven hair pulled up in a ponytail...
And it all brings back the memories.
Of her being used to adore me and the change of her.
I honestly didn't know why my memory tank did that. Rolling on about our encounters and memories that I think does not even take a room in my mind.
But again, I always looked at her as another person who fancy my charms. Therefore, she never really take that much room in my mind.
Or was she?
I scratch the back of my head as I lounged on the couch with my math book opened -but untouched with my mind keep on wondering about her.
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Dusting Off A Heart
RomanceLauren Snow refused to believe in love. The past heartbreak and loneliness does not help it either. Plus the surrounding around her that state even more that there's no point in believing in it. She thinks that love is temporary and selfish. Afrai...