you and i

Chapter 1 and only

i was thinking about you again. you was a kind another boy with brunette hands and charming eyelashes.

i walked over to the window and reflected on her deserted surroundings. She had always hated grey School with its homely, handsome hallways. It was a place that encouraged her tendency to feel neglected.

Then she saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the a kind figure of you .

i gulped. She glanced at her own reflection. She was an intelligent, down to earth, coke drinker with beautiful hands and tall eyelashes. Her friends saw her as a skinny, slow slave of love. Once, she had even brought a rabblesnatching injured bird back from the brink of death.

But not even an intelligent person who had once brought a rabblesnatching injured bird back from the brink of death, was prepared for what you had in store today.

The clouds danced like walking guppies, making i sad. i grabbed a ripped sandwich that had been strewn nearby; she massaged it with her fingers.

As i stepped outside and you came closer, she could see the late smile on his face.

you glared with all the wrath of 1555 special happy humming birds. He said, in hushed tones, "I hate you and I want love."

i looked back, even more sad and still fingering the ripped sandwich. "you, i love you," she replied.

They looked at each other with lonely feelings, like two happy, hollow horses trudging at a very cute party, which had piano music playing in the background and two delightful uncles thinking to the beat.

i studied you's brunette hands and charming eyelashes. Eventually, she took a deep breath. "I'm sorry," began i in apologetic tones, "but I don't feel the same way, and I never will. I just don't hate you you."

you looked anxious, his emotions raw like a bright, bad book.

i could actually hear you's emotions shatter into 2347 pieces. Then the kind another boy hurried away into the distance.

Not even a drink of coke would calm i's nerves tonight.

THE END