"At The End,Only Three Things Matter; How Much You've Loved,How Gently You've Lived,And How Gracefully You Let Go Of Things Not Meant For You."
-Bhudda
Chapter 12My day went pretty fast. Emily gave Zach those pictures. Emily. Emily...but why?
Questions ran my mind like a marathon, Emily was always known for her generosity, but giving Zach those pictures before her death? I wondered why.
"Okay everyone settle down." My bio teacher Ms Hernandez spoke, she was extremely beautiful for her age, and her smile is something to could die for.
"Remember, all projects to be handed in tomorrow, no late projects will be accepted." She smiled faintly, the class groaned and the nerds giggled while I just sat there, pondered getting lost in my thoughts, the school bell had rung and everyone bolted out of the classroom, unlike everyone else, I took my own time packing my things away neatly. Once I was out, I got the biggest surprise ever.
"Hey Claire." Greeted Todd, in a very deep, husky voice, that voice that sent butterflies into my tummy that fluttered and flew around in my belly.
"H-he-hey T-t-todd." I stammered, he chuckled at my stuttering and pulled me in a warm hug.
The scent of warm cinnamon and raspberries hit my nose, engulfing me in such warm pleasure.The hug itself was therapy on its own, it was like being in a hot shower. It melted my worried and pondering thoughts away, like a blanket on a cold winter's day. I snaked my arms around his slim waist, he increased the hold of tightness around my shoulders and nuzzled his face into my neck.
I bet he could feel my pulse rapidly increasing, I rested my head on his shoulder as if I were about to sleep for a long time and would wake up when everything's over.
"I didn't see you today, so I thought I'd give you this really huge hug." He mumbled against my warm skin, tingles ran up my bones and became weak at the knees. We let go and smiled so warmly at each other, when I say it was a moment of peace, it was like, completely peaceful.
As if no one or anything was around us,like we were standing on stars in space, this emotion, this vibe, this guy.
"Ah I'm glad you two are starting to talk." We snapped out of our gazing moment and let go of each other in a jiffy, Mrs Withers was walking towards us, holding some files.
"Mrs Withers, do you need any Help?" Todd offered.
"No, no thank you. I'm completely good. Just..going to drop this at the principal's office." She stammered awkwardly.
"Claire, I've been meaning to ask, have you and Todd been working on your math lately?" She diverted her eyes to me, in a questioning expression. Oh hotdogs!
"Uhh.."
"Yes mam we have." Todd quickly interjected and saved me, I smiled thankfully at him.
"Ah that's great, do you'll be rewriting that test perhaps, or I might as well just give the whole class a new test." She chuckled, her eyes lit up, everytime she mentioned test. Is she trying to destroy our very existence?
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Memory Lane
Teen FictionMemories,sweet memories.They are the reasons for the smiles on our faces, the sparkle in our eyes,the reasons we laugh. Claire keeps her memories in numerous forms, pictures,journals,recordings etc. It's her form of therapy,but there's one memory sh...