Day two
Prompt- Déjà vu.
She's leaving.
Not forever, just for a job, but...
I can't help but feel like this has happened before.
Well. That's probably because it has, over and over and over again, but every time it's different, and every time it's worse.
I watch her back, her golden hair draping over her shoulders.
I don't know when I started feeling like this, but I know it was years ago. I know it started out as me just thinking she was cute, and then we were friends... and then good friends, and then...
I don't know.
I'd start taking every chance I had to be close to her, whether it be protecting her or ruffling her hair, I'd do it. It felt good, just to drape my arm casually across her shoulders, laughing with the others. My heart would pound, but it also felt...
Hopeless.
I watch her smile as she says something to her scarf-clad teammate.
I'd never be as close to her as she was to him. He was her first friend here, and I certainly didn't make a good first impression.
There were times when she'd say something- or do something – that would make me think that maybe, maybe, she returned even a fraction of my feelings, but then she would turn around and go on another adventure with her first two companions, her first two teammates.
It would always be them. It would always be him.
Her heels click on the wooden floor and her slim fingers point out details on the piece of paper as they leave.
Not me.
I smiled half-heartedly and shook my head, ever-so slightly. I leaned my elbows on the counter and sighed quietly.
"Something wrong, Gray?" The white haired woman behind the counter said.
I exhaled slowly and smiled at her. I picked up my ice water and frost formed on the surface. "Ah, it's nothing." I replied, glancing back towards the entrance of the main hall.
The doors open and her companions are outside in a flash, and I can see her silhouette, framed in the late afternoon sunlight.
I looked away, grinning. "Just déjà vu , that's all." I finished.
I miss her backwards glance entirely as the door closes behind her.