Author: VoodooBaby PM
"ahh, The joy of winter. ...More fascinating, more complicated, more unique, and it just made her more then the overconfident self-righteous jerks that populated the town. "Rated: Fiction T - English - Romance - Words: 450 - Published: 04-26-05 - id: 1896411
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It was mid December when I met her; it was her first day of school. The day had been miserable, cold and gray as the perpetually falling snow, now reduced to a light flutter, lay wet heavy on the ground, while inside the rooms were either too hot or too cold. The joy of winter. Nevertheless, really I can't complain too much, winter, like all seasons, had its moments, like the two-week vacation that started in just seven, short, day. I couldn't wait, it's not like I'm a religious person or cared about the holidays or any of that, it was just the I had two and a half weeks, that's nineteen whole days, in which I could temporarily disconnect myself completely from the self-centered perverts I called friend.
I was just recently eighteen, finally a real adult, and after I'd waited so long it was now maybe the dullest time of my life, all anyone ever said to me was 'hey, ya think you can buy me some smokes' or some variation of that. I was starting to think that I was the only eighteen year old in the whole god forsaken town until I heard Marcus, my 'best-friend' say "So, babe. Buy me a pack." to her, so I walked up behind her in the hallway and said "You eighteen?" She flinched in surprise then turned and said the most apathetic spiteful and beautiful words I'd ever heard "What's it to ya." And walked away. I was in love, without a doubt, and I merely stood there watching her retreating form, utterly dumbfounded while Marcus was practically on the floor, he was laughing so hard.
From that moment on, she was my personal obsession. I had to know more, like for one her name. But that was only a minor detail because what is a name, really, but another way to 'file' someone, more important to me was why she had started only a week before Christmas Break. I had my theories, lots of them in fact, for example: her father was in the Army and they had transferred him here, or her mom had died so her family moved in with her grandparents, you know silly things like that. However, my favorite was the one was she or her most likely nonexistent brother attempted suicide and out of shame, her parents moved them. I don't know why I like that one so much, maybe it way 'cause it made her seem… more. More fascinating, more complicated, more unique, and it just made her more then the overconfident self-righteous jerks that populated the town.