“Just let it go. Let her go.”
But t hen the light breeze picked up, causing the leaves around me to spin into a whirlwind. The sound of them scattering across the street brought me back to Anna’s yard.
Visions of her holding the garbage bag pop ped into my mind. The cute way her nose wrinkled when I made fun of her shoes and how nervous she looked when we were finished raking. Thoughts of her in the bathroom pressed against the doorway and the feel of her skin against mine when I took the sponge from her.
Those thoughts were enough to get me to turn around. Now the way her heart shaped lips curve upwards into a smile and the way her cheeks redden when she sees me, I know she’s worth walking that line.
Just seeing her ma kes me forget about life on the outside of these walls.
“Hi,” I say, walking up to the table .
“Hi, ” she replies then slides her teeth over her bottom lip.
“How’s your lawn looking?” I ask, so I can stop staring at her mouth.
“Good. I think we got every leaf.” She toys with the hem of her shirt. Her nerves are adorable.
“Yeah, ” I mumble, searching for something else to say, but my mind is a blank slate.
“Oh! Here’s a plate. We have some bagels on the end. I know h ow much you like them,” she blurts.
I take the plate and lean towards her. If I don’t get out of here it’s only going to get more awkward. I can’t think straight . “Thanks.” I offer a smile before walking away like a damn fool.
There were so many things I could have said. I totally blew it. I might as well have been talking about the freaking weather.
All the shit I’ve been through and I can’t talk to a girl.
Though, Anna just isn’t any girl. She’s smart. Beautiful. And doesn’t take my shit.
I put my hood back on. When my hood is on, I feel like I’m in my own world. Though, it didn’t work with Anna. She forced her way in, and now despite all of my reservations, I want her to stay a part of it.
Once I finish my food , I’ll go up to her. Hopefully I’ll be able to talk about something other than leaves.
“Is this seat taken?” I look up and Anna’s porcelain face shyly looks back at me, and my uncertainty disappears.
“It depends, ” I say, biting back a smile.
She cocks an eyebrow. “On what?”
“If we’re going to spend the whole time talking about leaves , because honestly, I couldn’t care less.”
Her mouth drops open in the cutest way. “You’re the one who started rambling about the leaves not me.”
“Considering you ’re still talking about them, I guess you don’t want to sit with me after all.”
“You’re an ass,” she says, but sits anyway. “So how’s the food?”
“That’s up there with leaves.” Not that I would have been able to start the conversation any better. I just like to pick on her. She’s adorable when she’s angry.
“Well then , what do you want to talk about?”
I take my hood off and lean back in the chair. “You.”
“Me?” T he shocked look on her face makes me laugh.
“Yeah you. ” I like listening to her talk about her community service. It shows me she’s not the spoiled brat I perceived her to be.
“We’ve already talked about me. Let’s talk about you.”
I shrug. “Not much to talk about.”
“I find that hard to believe. What about your tattoo?”
“So you were checking me out in the bathroom,” I say jokingly, but really I just want the subject off of me. The last thing I want is to talk about my tattoo.
Red creeps up her neck and into her cheeks, but she recovers quickly. “I was not! Besides, there wasn’t much to look at anyway.”
“Is that so?” I raise my eyebrows, waiting for her response.
“Yes , and stop trying to change the subject. I have a 4.0 and I can see right through your bull.”
“4.0, now that’s impressive. How’d you manage that?”
“A lot of hard work. I study a lot so I don’t really have time to do much of anything else.”
I start
But t hen the light breeze picked up, causing the leaves around me to spin into a whirlwind. The sound of them scattering across the street brought me back to Anna’s yard.
Visions of her holding the garbage bag pop ped into my mind. The cute way her nose wrinkled when I made fun of her shoes and how nervous she looked when we were finished raking. Thoughts of her in the bathroom pressed against the doorway and the feel of her skin against mine when I took the sponge from her.
Those thoughts were enough to get me to turn around. Now the way her heart shaped lips curve upwards into a smile and the way her cheeks redden when she sees me, I know she’s worth walking that line.
Just seeing her ma kes me forget about life on the outside of these walls.
“Hi,” I say, walking up to the table .
“Hi, ” she replies then slides her teeth over her bottom lip.
“How’s your lawn looking?” I ask, so I can stop staring at her mouth.
“Good. I think we got every leaf.” She toys with the hem of her shirt. Her nerves are adorable.
“Yeah, ” I mumble, searching for something else to say, but my mind is a blank slate.
“Oh! Here’s a plate. We have some bagels on the end. I know h ow much you like them,” she blurts.
I take the plate and lean towards her. If I don’t get out of here it’s only going to get more awkward. I can’t think straight . “Thanks.” I offer a smile before walking away like a damn fool.
There were so many things I could have said. I totally blew it. I might as well have been talking about the freaking weather.
All the shit I’ve been through and I can’t talk to a girl.
Though, Anna just isn’t any girl. She’s smart. Beautiful. And doesn’t take my shit.
I put my hood back on. When my hood is on, I feel like I’m in my own world. Though, it didn’t work with Anna. She forced her way in, and now despite all of my reservations, I want her to stay a part of it.
Once I finish my food , I’ll go up to her. Hopefully I’ll be able to talk about something other than leaves.
“Is this seat taken?” I look up and Anna’s porcelain face shyly looks back at me, and my uncertainty disappears.
“It depends, ” I say, biting back a smile.
She cocks an eyebrow. “On what?”
“If we’re going to spend the whole time talking about leaves , because honestly, I couldn’t care less.”
Her mouth drops open in the cutest way. “You’re the one who started rambling about the leaves not me.”
“Considering you ’re still talking about them, I guess you don’t want to sit with me after all.”
“You’re an ass,” she says, but sits anyway. “So how’s the food?”
“That’s up there with leaves.” Not that I would have been able to start the conversation any better. I just like to pick on her. She’s adorable when she’s angry.
“Well then , what do you want to talk about?”
I take my hood off and lean back in the chair. “You.”
“Me?” T he shocked look on her face makes me laugh.
“Yeah you. ” I like listening to her talk about her community service. It shows me she’s not the spoiled brat I perceived her to be.
“We’ve already talked about me. Let’s talk about you.”
I shrug. “Not much to talk about.”
“I find that hard to believe. What about your tattoo?”
“So you were checking me out in the bathroom,” I say jokingly, but really I just want the subject off of me. The last thing I want is to talk about my tattoo.
Red creeps up her neck and into her cheeks, but she recovers quickly. “I was not! Besides, there wasn’t much to look at anyway.”
“Is that so?” I raise my eyebrows, waiting for her response.
“Yes , and stop trying to change the subject. I have a 4.0 and I can see right through your bull.”
“4.0, now that’s impressive. How’d you manage that?”
“A lot of hard work. I study a lot so I don’t really have time to do much of anything else.”
I start
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