The approach
344 Words
The shadows fill the room as the girl watches the sun go down, she craves the boys presence, his safety, his heart, she watches as the light gets covered by the shadows, she watches till all the light is gone, until its just her, standing alone in a dark room, she understand's the boys pain, but understanding just makes it worse, cause she can see how hard it is to find the switch in the dark room that brings back all of that light, she lays down in the dark room on her small bed thinking, over thinking. What can I do, I need to help him, before its to late, before he gives up on finding the switch, the girl thinks all night about the boy until her eyes get to weak and close.
The morning is dull, boring and quite, Andrew wakes up in his lonely old house but walks out the door as soon as he rips the tattered sheet from his body, he gets to school hoping the girl isn't there, his arms covered by a black hoody and his face covered by his long brown hair, the girl see's him from a distance, she walks over to him but as soon as he see's her floral dress and red shoes he turns the other way, the girl feels hurt but her stubborness takes over, Andrew! Andrew! She yells across the hall, he keeps his distance but stops, what do you want he yells without turning around, can you at least look at me? She asks frustrated, the boy turns slowly to face her, the girl begins to walk toward him slowly and speaks do you want to come to mine this afternoon to study? Study? He repeat's questioning request, yes I am stupped and could use your help, please? She askes him staring into his bright blue eyes, he pauses okay, fine I will but you have to promise its just to study? Okay, no talking about you know, I promise she says as he walks away head down.
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