Planting Seeds
Walking to the library didn’t take long. Along the way, we stopped by a mom ‘n pop burger joint to pick up some food to go. While we walked, I ravaged my food like a starving animal; shoving food into my face as fast as I could chew, sometimes not even bothering to breathe between bites. While I inhaled my burgers faster than a vacuum cleaner, she looked on with amusement as she daintily munched on fries and sipped on her milkshake.
“One of these days you’re going to choke and die, if you keep eating that fast,” she scolded.
“What is with you and food? In fact, what is with boys and eating like animals anyway?” she questioned, words floating into the air.
“Aiih mmmph uhhmph uhumph irrump,” I managed to say.
Shaking her head, she just walked and watched as I was able to keep my pace, pay attention to where I was walking and eat all at the same time. I didn’t even drop any of the food, making sure that every single tiny morsel made its way into the cast-iron kettle that was my stomach.
“See? Not dead,” I announced, in my perfect english.
Under her breath I heard her mutter something to herself. It was probably something along the lines of how frustrating boys could be. At least I didn’t choke and prove her right. Now that would have been a shot to the ego.
We arrived at the back entrance of the library, after cutting through the park and made our way upstairs. Setting our things down, she headed off to the bathroom and left me alone in my thoughts. Wandering around the exceptionally quiet library, I wound my way through the rows of knowledge and the stories buried within. Tilting my head, I read the book spines, trying to occupy my mind so my nervousness wouldn’t take flight. Was this the right time to tell her what I thought and how I felt? Would I have the chance to sit there and see if our friendship would blossom into something more? Or would this be the day where I go down in flames cause I’m the biggest sucker alive?
The nervousness had crept into my body like a rodent burrowing into the dark recess of my mind, planting seeds of doubt and suspicion wherever it went. These seeds germinated and grew as the minutes ticked by. My mind was blank, yet I had these nagging thoughts knocking at the doors of my heart, making me jittery and uncomfortable.
“There you are,” she called out.
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