The next time I saw you, I was locking up the shop and it was dark outside.
Since I didn't have a car back then, I was walking fast and hoping to avoid trouble.
I heard footsteps behind me, but I was too scared to look back.
I began to walk faster and heard the footsteps do the same.
For once I was glad that my mom made me do track because after a while I took off in a full sprint.
I heard a familiar voice that kept yelling, "Wait! Hey,wait! Wait! Wait!"
I did the opposite of that though.
It wasn't until I heard that familiar voice, your familiar voice say my name that I stopped running.
When I turned around, you were still trying to catch up with me.
When you finally did, you bent over and put your hands on your knees and said, "Give me a minute or two or three. Damn you're fast as fuck," between gasps.
I still didn't know who you were exactly until you stood up straight.
The boy from the coffee shop.
I then asked you how you knew my name and replied, "Nametag," smoothly.
After an awkward silence I said, "I'm going home."
"I'll walk with you." you replied quickly.
I raised one eyebrow and said okay.
When we were halfway to my apartment building, I asked, "Why were you chasing me?"
"Oh, yea, I was trying to give you this back." And you pulled out my agenda.
"Thanks." I said with a smile.
"So, um, this is me. Thanks again for the agenda and walking me to my apartment..."
"Jordan." you finished.
"Yea, thanks Jordan." and with that, I walked away.
I couldn't help to feel that there was something special about you since that night.
YOU ARE READING
Inhale
RomanceI breathe out the poison and inhale you one last time even if it's for a minute. k.s.
