Ashton Varnat
We sat in the theater. I picked a comedy movie with a bit of romance. I wanted to enjoy the time, not end the day with someone dying on the screen.
“Seriously?” she smiled,
“I figured… something simple.” I shrugged my shoulders while holding the tray of our food.
“Well,” she paused and gave me one of those cute smiles of hers. “Perfect choice.”
Somehow, I felt like giving myself a golden star.
I have never been this way.
Girls came and went. I never cared about their favorite color, let alone their favorite drink.
But Isla…
She made me want to become someone who did.
I placed the tray between us, and the lights dimmed.
The previews started. Her attention was fixed on the screen.
Mine was fixed on the woman sitting beside me.
The movie started.
“Here
