Author's Note: I'm considering making this a multi-chapter fic. If no one likes it, I won't. I have some tense problems, but it'll get better. Review? Please? That would rock.
She says that love is for fools who fall behind.
I should've stayed away.
Maybe it was her long, dark hair that entranced me. Or the glint in her eyes, the mischievious smile she would give me. It could be the way she drew out my name, "Plovvv--ert." Looking back, I don't really know what it was. But it doesn't matter anyways.
September.
She's in her own world. She's doodling, unfocused, bored easily.
That should've been the first sign.
October.
The huge Halloween party was my one chance.
She kissed me.
And then she walked away.
November.
The leaves changed, and so did she.
One day we were something.
One day we were nothing.
December.
I couldn't introduce her to my family.
I didn't get a present from her.
I don't know what we are.
January.
I can't get out.
I think I'm in love with her.
February.
I buy her roses. I buy her chocolates. I buy her a necklace.
She smiles. She says "Thank you." She gives me a kiss on the cheek. She gives me nothing.
March.
The college acceptances are coming in.
I get into Yale.
But I can't see myself being apart from her.
April.
Prom time.
She's perfect.
May.
Graduation time.
And she's gone.
I should've known better.
