The girl walked down the stairs of the old high school, the keys attached to her black messenger bag jangled every time she took a step, her black Converse sneakers making a small sound on each step. The sun's glare was reflected in her black framed glasses, hiding the brilliance of her blue eyes.
The voices of the students mingling in the front of the school came together as one noise, indistinguishable, except for hers. Her voice, rich and warm, drifted across the air currents as she spoke with a fellow student.
"Is your band playing any time soon?" She inquired.
The student she was talking to, a long-haired young man, replied that they were playing quite a few shows this month.
"Great! I'm definitely going to be there. Well," she said, bending down to pull up one of her knee-high socks. "I've got to head to work. I'll see you later Jacob."
A spring breeze came through the trees and blew the girl's long auburn hair into her eyes. She pushed the hair out of her face, laughing at something Jacob had said. Her laugh was low and sexual, but not because she found Jacob attractive, her laugh was just so.
She turned and walked away, waving to a few of her friends as she walked to her car, a Honda, and unlocked it. She climbed in, tossing her bag into the backseat. She drove by the school, windows down, speakers playing Family Force 5.
"Chloe." I breathed in ecstasy, eyes locked on her car until it rounded a corner and I could no longer see it…