bleak love

There she was at the end of the hallway walking towards me. In her blue jeans which elongated her legs, her long hoodie which hid her hour glass shape but that did not make any difference to me. She was invisible to all the boys in the school but to me she was the most important woman in my life since we were seven, Hazel Cordin. "Hi." Hazel said giving me a tight hug. She always smelled like fresh daisies, a scent that made my day, I inhaled it and it aroused all kind of emotions in me, if she only knew how much she meant to me. Soon after she arrived Chrissy, her best friend arrived. "Have you seen Alistair?" Chrissy asked Hazel. She responded with a simple shrug. I chose not to talk to her since we never got alone even though she was Hazel's only friend apart from me. I decided to let her finish talking, even though I knew she was a never ending chatterbox. "You're his best friend, you should know where he is and what happened to him yesterday. " Chrissy said. I hated do this but since I did not know what happened to Alistair I just had to ask him.