I turn to look at Gwen. I felt her stare. She is as beautiful as the sunset why did I have to look at a sunset when someone like her existed. I push myself to smile and she smiles too.
"You have a beautiful smile, Gwen," I said feeling a rush of heat reach my face, staring at her showing her that I am the one noticing her and not the attention Mark was showing her before.
"Thank you," She said not blushing as I wish she would have. She turns her head back to the sunset.
"No problem. I have an idea! I have a polaroid camera right here to take a picture of the sunset" I said excitedly. She moves a little bit away from the position of the sunset.
"I don't like taking pictures, it's not my thing"
"I take pictures of nature. I don't take pictures of people much but if I did take a picture of a person it would be because I like them" She glances at me. I place the camera in the position of the sunset but when I look through the magnifier, She is in the picture. I take a picture...of her...the picture prints out and I slid it under the table.
"Alejandro! The sky is turning pink!" No one has ever called my name like that in a long time. My mom used to call me by my name happily but now that she was gone..."Are you done," she said chuckling.
"Yeah, I took the picture" of you...
"Oh ok good," she says as she continues to watch the sun go down "Do you have siblings," she asks
"Yeah I have younger sister twins and a stepbrother on the way," I said
"The step has the same dad or mom?"
"Same dad" She seemed as she was going to ask about my mom now but she seems to hold back.
"I have two siblings, one is a girl, the other a boy," she said sounding as if she was getting annoyed by those words.
"What are the names and age differences?" I asked questionably wondering if I asked too much
"The girl is 12 years younger, Gabriella, the boy was 10 years younger, Stefan," she said. I noticed her little accent here and there. She seemed it sound that they were frustrating.
"By your tone, I can tell they are ignorant? Or are you" I said smirking pushing her shoulder back a little.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah" she laughs, pushing my shoulder a little harder. But her hand clings onto my sleeve.
"Aye I was just playing," I said with a raised eyebrow surprised that she hasn't moved her hand. The sun goes away completely. We head back inside. But as we enter through the door we slip and bang our heads on the ground. I open my eyes slowly, I see one of her veins glow. Why is it glowing? I did not want to say anything because it was probably a hallucination of banging my head. I get up slowly and lend her my hand. As she grabs my hand and I feel a strong shock run through my body. She lets go of my hand but I grab it again, tighter this time, and pull her up. After she looks up, her eyes...are glowing...they look like electricity.
"Your eyes are glowing" Mark shouts as he backs up getting on top of the table.
"What are you talking about?" I say as I go look at myself in the mirror. There is nothing in my eyes. It was Gwen's eyes that were glowing
"I saw it while you two held hands" He yells with his eyes wide open
"You are hallucinating" Gwen whispers rubbing the spot in her head that she hurt when she fell on the ground
"Gwen, it's not true. Don't listen to that man, he a lil' cookoo in the head" TJ says
"Yeah, We were looking straight at Alejandro, his eyes were not glowing!" Stacy and Ben say.
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Lost Memory by Jacqueline Cortez
Science FictionHer life is not as easy as it was. Or was it never easy? She is gettting older, Gwen Rio, a Brazilian Hispanic, now age 32, time is not relavent. Time doesn't make sense for time-travelers anyways. She doesn't have family with her, a friend that's l...
