I craved a lot more from him that just friends. I knew the way to get it. My hands were shaking as I slid my baby blue pleated plaid skirt onto my hips. Trembling with each button of my white button down shirt. Thin navy blue socks hit just below my knee. White mary-janes buckled over my ankles. My dark hair hinted with red was in a full bun on top of my head, a white ribbon tied around, making a little bow at the base. Although nervous, I was smiling the whole way to his house.I knocked at the front door, as I had done many times before, but this time was different. I was getting exactly what I wanted. The main door opened, followed by the screen. He looked directly at my face. “Hey Quinn.” “Hey.” I replied just as his eyes noticed my attire. They trailed the whole length of my body as a little smile started on his face. He seemed a little confused, and at the same time knew what I was about. “What are you doing?” “Just came over to hang out. You?” “Just finishing a movie, come on. A lazy fan pushed the heavy air around, the scent of damp something permeating everything. He walked down the corridor in silence; the only sound was his beating heart pounding in his ears and his breath that sounded too loud in the empty hall. His socks gave him grip, they were the kind with the little rubber dots on the bottom, not truly shoes. This was the only high he got anymore, but he would take what he could get. He didn’t have to count doors; he knew the path to her room by memory. His hair was pulled back into an elastic band that he was given when he had refused to cut it, so it hung down to his shoulders when he didn’t tie it back. His hair was a blondish red, and he let it get stringy and oily to give him a grungy appearance. She had never said anything about it, but when he came to her she would run her fingers through the length, tugging gently at tangles, and rubbing his scalp with nails that had been forcibly filed into dull half-moons. The thought of those long,.
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