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Author's Note: I haven't updated in awhile. :x;; So, uh, yay drabble? That I wrote and uploaded while in class instead of working on my project. XD;;
She's changing.
As the day goes by, sometimes it's like she's a different person. Her smiles become more frequent, and she laughs at all of our jokes, even if they don't make sense. Her grades are rising, and she joined the photography club last week. People call her the "star of the islands."
No one else sees her on the days where she doesn't get out of bed. They don't have to beg for het to get dressed for school, that there's a test today and she really can't miss it. The other islanders don't hear her mumble the same thing over and over again.
They're coming home today, they're coming back.
I always end up staying with her on those days, making food for us to eat and chatting constantly about school and boys and just everything teenage girls are supposed to gossip about. But she just gives me a smile, shaking her head slightly. I stop talking for a minute, but then go on to the next topic.
We almost never talk about Riku–it was a forbidden subject. Although, after awhile she would randomly say something about him: Do you remember how soft his hair is? He hated this show, he thinks it's stupid. I wonder if he still has those silly pants? I would nod when she went on about him, pleased. It meant she was getting better.
But she constantly asks about the other boy. Every day she tells me something new she remembered: His hair, his name, his smile. She would go on and on about how much the three of them wanted to go on that trip with the raft they made, and that they were going to travel the worlds together. Her eyes lights up, and there's a bounce to her step whenever something else about him hits her. She'd be writing a formula on the chalkboard in class, and suddenly there she was, on her knees and clutching her chest, whispering something about big yellow shoes.
I couldn't remember him. I nod when she talks about him, encouraging her to go on, but when I really just wonder if she made him up. I think that maybe she's imagining this whole other person to take away the pain of losing Riku. That is she focused all her attention on this Sora, all her problems would go away, like the letter in the bottle she sent so many, many days ago.
When I told her this, she merely chuckled. "You'll remember him, Selphie. Everyone will. And we'll all be happy together, just like old times."
Then one day she's gone. The town goes in an uproar–she's missing, the mayor's daughter. Everyone searches and searches; we already lost one boy. Or was it two?
I know where she is, though. She's out there in another world, doing the one thing she's been dreaming about for over a year.
Kairi's bringing her boys home.