Red Converse

Chapter 12: Blizzard

I traced my finger through the condensation on the frosty window of my room. I drew a little stick figure man smiling and then I started to outline another little man beside him.

The windows rattled as the school bus drove on through the blizzard that should have made school close for the day. I bounced around in my seat and almost hit my face on the back of the seat in front of me as the bus landed in pot holes and piles of snow. Kids around me chatted and laughed excitedly. The bus driver whistled a happy tune as he almost drove us off the road.

I tried my best to keep my hand still enough to draw myself on the icy glass beside me. My little stick figure copy looked lonely and I sighed as the bus hit a snowman and caused my twin to be destroyed. I laid my head back on the old leather seat and shut my eyes.

The bus came to an abrupt stop and the door creaked open. I peeked over the seat in front of me and spotted my best friend trudging up the steps of the bus. Aaron plopped down beside me.

He frowned at the messy art on the window and, without a word, reached across me and drew two boys holding hands. He turned the mess into a picture of us. I grinned at him and soon we were happily chatting like all the other kids on the bus.

My mind jerked out of the memory as my hand erased the two men in one quick motion.

I glanced over at the black suit that was back on my bed once again. I ran the tips of my fingers over the stiff, dark fabric.

Oh...yeah...I remember...

The dance! I need to ask Aaron to the dance!

I put the suit on, made my hair look nice, and stole some flowers from a vase in the kitchen. Checking myself one last time in the mirror, I glanced at the picture frame on my nightstand.

I hope he says yes...