Do you remember...Do you remember...Do you remember... by TennisWriter456
That time I cried on your
shoulder, squeezed your hand,
and you kissed me for the first time?
That time we were walking through the empty
halls and I grumbled that I was on my period,
and you picked me up from behind and spun me around anyway?
That time I complained absentmindedly about
not having enough money for buying music,
and you brought $30 of iTunes gift cards the next day?
That time you bought me chocolate for
Valentine's Day because you know I love chocolate,
and I ate it all in one night?
That time I went to Europe,
emailing you desperately each day,
and you responded at the speed of light?
That time we got into more trouble
than ever, more than we could handle,
and you asked them to punish you, not me?
That time we started arguing about
the Israeli-Palestinian conflict,
and you started crying because you thought I hated you?
That time we played
rock-paper-scissors-take off all your clothes,
and I wouldn't take off my shirt
(even though you won)?
The BookstoreThe BookstoreThe Bookstore by TennisWriter456
She stepped into the bookstore, sighing in relief at the familiar sound of the bell at the door. Still shivering just slightly, she let the door close, leaving behind the icy white crystals falling from the clouds outside. One ear bud dangled limply from her right ear, while music poured into her mind from the other side, providing her with a bit of distraction. Outside, the other half of her brain had been forced to deal with the conversations and sounds of the chaotic world around her. In the bookstore, though, it was quiet. The murmurs of the customers were comforting. She hugged herself and rubbed her arms, attempting to restore warmth as she moved forward into her haven. The corners of her chapped lips twitched, leaving behind the faintest hint of a smile.
There was nothing truly special about her. The dull color of her mousy brown hair was nothing at which to gawk, and the features of her pale face were relatively plain. Her strongest features, piercing hazel eyes,