She never really realized the hopelessness of her situation before. She was sitting at the top of a park slide for hours now, still debating whether she should go down. Sliding down would mean she would have to climb back up again and repeat the process. She thought it was too bothersome, so she stayed at the top.
After making that decision, she started to ponder. Odd thoughts came into her head first for that was the type of person she was. And then of course, the usual thoughts of a certain…stranger started to creep into her mind. She disliked them very much. It made her feel unecessarily sad. She sighed heavily, feeling on the weight of having such a hopeless crush. No, she was not some angsty teenager. In fact, she was quite bubbly on her normal days and sometimes even borderline obnoxious depending on her sugar intake. One would think that a person like that would fall for someone whose hyperness was on the same level, but no. She fell for someone who tried to hide from the glaring eyes of the probing world. Not in a cowardly way, no. It was more that he had nothing to show off. Or he had no desire to. Which was a complete shame. He would never know of those people who found his talent amazing. Of course he’s heard compliments, but never hers. She said them quietly, too scared to express them because of his excruciatingly tall walls that she’d been trying hard to pass through since day one. She knew nothing about him. Nothing personal, at least. He was not a cold person, but he was one of those people who were hard to approach. Ask a question and reply wih a curt answer. Heck, she’d bet that if she asked him what the meaning of life was, his answer would contain no more than five words. How he would word that, however, was beyond her imagination.
She traced random nothings on the plastic surface of the slide. She was just a stupid little girl. Her hopes would soar from just one word he would share and plummet just as quickly for every time his gaze flew past her. Sometimes she would feel mad. Why couldn’t he just be a friendlier person? Why did he have to be so quiet? Was she not worth the time to talk to? She hated these thoughts the most. Because she knew it wasn’t his fault. He knew nothing. Well, that sounded harsh. Nothing, as in, about what she felt.
She wanted to tell him. Just to get it over with. It didn’t have to be a love confession. She just wanted him to know that she admired him. Admired him a lot. She’d been thinking about it, recently. But she was too scared. What if he didn’t even remember her name? What if that scared him off and destroyed the already very slim chance of her ever even befriending him?
No, she wasn’t going to think like that. She’d try to stay up, even if gravity was threatening to pull her down. she’d stay up on her throne; her place at the top of the slide. But still, she could have her moments.
-Buzz- Startled, she groped for her phone inside her pants pocket and looked at the screen: Home. She didn’t answer it and put the phone back in its place. She looked down at the slide. Her hands skimmed over the sides as she slid down, and the ride was over. She walked away to the direction of her home.
She could have her moments.
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(Just tried to write something random xD Finished it rather quickly for moltovivace :D I apologize for any tense changes because I genuinely suck at keeping up with those. Enjoy!)
