November was the transition from Halloween to Christmas. The month of Thanksgiving, the month of snow.
The last day of school before Thanksgiving break, I saw him in the Hallway. He stood there, his hair perfectly messed up and his eyes bright. I couldn't help but think of how things were this summer. The lazy days spent in my bed, our bodies intertwined while soft music played. Evenings around a small fire, talking about how we wanted things to be. Nights lying in the wet grass, looking at the stars. I couldn't help but think, again, that he was being unfair here.
He waves at me. He looks so genuinely sorry in that moment, that I have no choice but to wave back.
That was the last I saw of him that month. The rest of the month was filled with spending time with my family, but I couldn't help but wonder how his holidays were going.
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FanfictionBored kids in a boring town, that's all they thought there was. - part 2 of the 12 months series cover made by @-tides
