The Girl on the Rooftop
Blaze
Near Central Park
I made my way up the staircase, texting Matrix on my phone. It had been a year since we met on the rooftop, and we were getting on great. Sometimes, I would help her to try and control her powers. I knew that I didn't have any control over other people's minds, like she did, but we both had the ability to move objects with our minds. I hadn't yet told her why I picked Blaze as my name; I didn't want to accidentally hurt her. I knew that if she didn't know, then she wouldn't try and get me to use my other power. I couldn't control the flames, and I didn't want everyone to fear me.
I was surprised to find someone sat on the edge of the rooftop. I was unsure who it was, as all I could see was some black hair down her back, which reached a few inches past her shoulders. She was wearing a black t-shirt, which was sleeveless. It was brave wearing a t-shirt in winter; it was pretty cold sometimes.
"Hey."
I was surprised that she even noticed that I was here; I hadn't made any noise, and was pretty quiet.
"Hey," I said, quietly. There was a relaxing atmosphere, and I didn't want to disrupt it.
It was almost like she didn't realise that I was there until I spoke, because after I did, she got up and turned around to face me. When I saw her, I realised that I had seen her before; went to my school. I had never really noticed her, but I remembered seeing her at a school dance a while ago, and she looked really cute.
I didn't realise that I was staring at her for a while; I was drawn in by her eyes; they were a bright blue, with some grey mixed in with them.
"You know that you can blink, right?" She said, smiling.
I felt a smile appear on my face, although I wasn't sure why. There was something about her smile that made me want to smile back.
"I'm Blaze," I said, winking, "I didn't catch your name..."
"Probably because I didn't say it," she said, laughing to herself, "I'm Mae, by the way."
"Mae. A beautiful name for a beautiful girl," I said, smiling at her. She seemed to be looking at me, yet also behind me, and I was confused as to what she was looking at.
"Do you mind staying there for a minute while I take a few pictures? Your figure looks great in contrast to the skyline behind you, and I have an Art project due in soon... I need a picture to base it on, and this would be an amazing picture!"
I only noticed that she had a camera around her neck when she put one of her hands onto the camera. I nodded, before forgetting what I was agreeing to.
I stood still, watching her as she took different pictures from different angles, and I smiled to myself. She said that I looked good in the pictures she took, but if I had a camera, then I would have taken a picture of her, stood on a rooftop with Central park behind her, and a bright blue sky perfectly complimenting her eyes behind her. Her smile looked perfect as she looked down at her camera, her hair falling in her face.
"Thanks," she said, snapping me out of my daydream.
She sat down on the edge of the building, and started out into the distance, her camera sat on her lap. Apart from taking the odd picture, she seemed content with staring into the distance.
I sat down next to her, spending a little time staring out at the scene, but I was mostly focused on her, the most beautiful girl I had ever seen, and the time seemed to fly away, and only once the sun started setting did I realise that it was getting dark. I got up, and noticed that she was off in her thoughts, and paying very little attention to the world around her. I realised that it was getting cold, and I put my Jacket around her to keep her warm, before going down the stairs, and heading home.
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Matrix
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