Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-36321555-20190914171822/@comment-174.6.16.240-20191010030836

"Well," Avi said, managing a watery smile at Zane. "I have to get to class. __________ was mad at me for skipping once, so I shouldn't get one his/her bad side again."

She hurried off, and entered the first girls' bathroom she could find. She locked herself in a stall, and leaned against the wall, closing her eyes, and pretending, just for a second, that it wasn't real. She remembered when they were eight, and everything was happy.

''Avi was skipping through a meadow full of flowers at night, with Connor. She reached down and picked a gorgeous purple wildflower. Connor took it from her, adding it to his own collection of flowers, and braided all of them into her hair. He was god at braiding hair for an eight-year-old. Avi had tried with her dolls, and the strands had just slipped through her finger, flopping down into the rest of the hair. Avi led Connor back to the blue ginham blanket they had laid out that afternoon, and sat down. He joined her, and together they watched the stars. Best friends.''

Stars. Connor had loved stars. The universe was his favorite class. Great, Avi thought to herself, ''Another thing to remind me of him. As if I don't have enough.''

-Chloe