brighter
by: october lies

PROLOGUE
I spend my days sculpting all my memories of you; piecing together visions of what was once our future with broken glass and glue. You don't know it yet, but someday, I'll be over you.

It's hard to say when or where or how everything started. To make things easier, I just say it was the first time I had ever seen her, the first time I'd ever noticed her in school, blue haired and gorgeous. We'll start from the absolute beginning.

The first time I saw her, she smiled at me. The smile reached her eyes and the small gesture changed something inside of me. For some reason or another, I appreciated it much more than I normally would have, automatically thinking of her as a girl who always smiles.

She had black hair with jaded blue tips. It reached down to her shoulders with a slight flip and framed her face perfectly. Her jagged bangs reached just below her eyebrows and curled around her eyes. She had been wearing a jean skirt with a giant peace sign on the front and a white tank top that fitted her form almost perfectly.

Taller than the average girl, she stood at five foot, six with natural tanned skin, toned legs and stomach, and wiry arms and neck. Her collarbones created shadows in which her necklaces took refuge, one resting in the small dip in the center. Dark green covered her finger nails and her eyes were lined in black. I could hear the clicking of her flip flops long after we passed each other in the halls, wishing I knew her name, could memorize her face from the shape of her chin to the arch of her brow.

After just one look at her, I wanted to be her. I wanted her.

i'm sure you can guess where this is going.