My eyes lit up, and hers reciprocated like the moon. She willfully hooked me by the arm, the camera snapped at a bunch of happy kids and everyone left. Our lingering hold kept the moment still.
Musing into her eyes for a moment, I shaped my eyes forward with the strength of finite opportunity. Choosing words carefully, I said, "Hey, wanna hear something crazy?" She said yes.
Taking stock of my dry lips, I continued, "usually I take all manner of time to dance around and woo the girls I like, but I don't have the time for that now. I just thought I should say that I like you...a lot." She blushed, but didn't say anything.
Without any middle steps, I just went right for the kiss.
On the way to her mouth, I crossed stares with a member of her team. A rather tall boy that I'd seen her dance with. I began a slow and methodical silent communication that said so curtly, "Leave."
He didn't budge.
The new boy told the girl they had to go home. Before I could heat my eyes into a sword, she tore the moment from its stasis and uttered a 'bye' that was so ordinary, it broke my heart.
I fell into a wet slump over a book I brought, so she could see how sad I was and say goodbye to me with proper heart, or at least pity. She left, anyways. She stopped texting me, and I walked outside with my team, absolutely sure of an opportunity's close.
A small group rendition of 'Halelujah' in the dark parking lot began to comfort me until I saw a van pull up along the street. It parked, and I saw one of the girl's team members run out. Hopeful, I watched the tinted windows of the van for an opening, wishing her there.
My phone buzzed in the way it does, and the screen reported that the girl was sorry for not saying goodbye. I asked her if she was in that van.
She said that she was in the van,
with a sideways face,
and I looked to the window and waved.
I only just saw her arm waving through the tint of the van that was driving away, but that was not the last of that yellow plaid in my brown eyes.
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