Snap Shot
Her pictures lying on my table, has been for a while now, the one I snapped while she wasn't looking, when we all went to the fair together. It was one of those moments where she wasn't looking perfect, she had cotton candy on the tip of her nose and smeared on her mouth as she bit into the fluffy ball. She was smiling madly. I remembered that she was giggling, the carnival music playing in the background. Veronica and Duncan's laughter drifted from behind her as they chased each other. That moment's now frozen in time with her, in the picture. Back then we were all just kids.
I liked to remember her like that, a girl who was enjoying life. That picture stands on my table, her eyes looking out at me. On my bad days, when Aarons beating on me, and mum's lying on the couch passed out from drink I look at that picture and I wish we were back there again, at the fair, because she just looked so happy, and it's like when she left she took all my happiness with her there, stuck in that moment of time.
When I came home after the talk with Ms James I glared at the picture. She had been such a cow, shunning me that week, passing snide comments, all because I kissed Yolande. It wasn't like she hadn't kissed a few people, hell I knew she'd kissed more then a few. Now she was dead, and if she'd only let it pass, then maybe she would have still been here, because I would have been with her on that night…. I kicked the table and the picture fell, I let it lie there, face down on my table.
I think sometimes she's mocking me, looking happy, and inviting me to join her at the fair, when she knows I can't. That was her though, always teasing, always pushing to see how far she could get. It was her way of having fun, and it messed me up.
The fair came around, and I went. I didn't intend to, but then I was moving towards that spot, the same one in front of the old run down cotton candy stand, where I'd taken the picture. A blonde girl was standing there eating cotton candy, she turned around when I approached… it wasn't her. I turned and walked away.
Once in a fit, I threw the picture in the waste paper basket, I couldn't stand thinking of the what ifs anymore, because I felt that if I looked at that picture one more time I'd be torn apart. That was the day I kissed Veronica Mars, when I got home I hesitated, then I took it out, putting it back on the table.
Her pictures lying on my table, has been for a while now, the one I snapped while she wasn't looking, when we all went to the fair together. It was one of those moments where she wasn't looking perfect, she had cotton candy on the tip of her nose and smeared on her mouth as she bit into the fluffy ball. She was smiling madly. I remembered that she was giggling, the carnival music playing in the background. Veronica and Duncan's laughter drifted from behind her as they chased each other. That moment's now frozen in time with her, in the picture. Back then we were all just kids.
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