Friday, March 14, 2008

Arrival (Part 8)

Outside, she saw someone walking towards her house. And he approached. Just as if seeing him in school every day wasn’t a sufficient surprise and hard to deal with.

Kat grasped her breath for a moment, and tried to calm down. She couldn’t look like some kind of freak. She wanted to go back inside and hide like a coward she was, as soon as she recalled were they had left off at school on Friday.

The Sometime Reunion. Right. The one she herself had planned out of the blue. And now it seemed he was kind of eager about it. So eager that he had walked all the way from his house, to her house. Now, that was compromise.

“You remembered.” Kat said warmly, referring to the location of her house, where he used to go sometimes—all the time. Her hands urged her to put her hair in place, and to arraigned her not-adequate-for-meeting-someone sweater.

“Well, yeah. You get used to it, after you’ve visited the place long enough.” he flashed a smile. Kat smiled back sweetly. She sat on the yard, and he did the same. Kat was freaked a bit, by such the short distance at which he sat from her. She didn’t even think twice, about which topic to put up. Because seriously, she couldn’t support more than a second of silence, with him.

“You know, the other day, I thought about the pencil, the day we met. Remember?” she said. She was just doing it to stop the awkwardness. See where the old times would take them. Not that she had thought about the pencil, though she was embarrassed to admit she had actually kept it.

“Yes, the pencil. That was in 6 grade right?”

“Right, when we met.” Kat nodded and smiled. She sort of hated herself, as a Newbie in the Middle School. Then again, she kind of hated herself, always.

“I liked spending time with you, you know. All the things we did, back when we were young and frolic." she decided to say, and realized when it was too late, that is was sort of a compliment. She didn't feel as to walk around telling people nice things. It was too...frolic.

He chuckled. This was cool. She loved this laugh of his, specially liked the ease in which they could talk, and was grateful for all the time they’d spend together, which now gave them a chance to talk about their past together. Alright, she had missed him. “I remember how we used to chug Coke and chocolates, and then we’d complain about tasting like sweet corn.”

Ew. Yeah, she remembered. “Corn, yeah. I stopped doing that, after you left.” she said freshly, and then, she realized she shouldn’t have said it. The Leaving Part, yeah, not something nice too talk about. So she shut her mouth, and thought doing something totally stupid as offering something to eat. It seem she was saying things she shouldn't be saying at all. But then again, was that worse than not speaking at all?

“Yeah. Hey, but we’re not that old yet. We can still frolic, you know.” he said optimistically. She noticed he was doing his best at ignoring that last chapter, too. And what did frolic exactly mean for two teenagers? Nevertheless, Kat didn’t want to waste her time getting all red because of those dirty thoughts. Not like he wanted to do that, though. He surely meant, eating chocolate and drinking Coke...again. He surely meant…um…getting together…again…?

“Kat, I would’ve liked to had stay here, to grow up with all you.” Kat knew he was referring to HER, but decided to ignored the, um…compliment. She nodded. Awesome timing and...out-of-the-blue topic. “But you’re back now, so enjoy it.” she’d seemed to have gotten much more happier than she’d been—in 3 years.

“Yeah, I know. But you know what has been bugging me a lot? How things ended. That didn’t help me to be quite satisfied during my time away.” Okay. So he wasn’t willing to avoid that part as much as her. But if it was time to realize one’s flaws… “Yeah, me neither. I’m sorry for being so difficult.” Kat admitted. She had been a bit stubborn, as to hide her sadness, or something. “Yeah. I’m sorry for being so cold-hearted.” he agreed. “It’s okay. You were just as surprised as I was for leaving, probably.” because at least, it had gotten to her by surprise.

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