Love's Lost, Blink

"Hey ya Snap. How's it rollin'."

Snap was pulled out of her daydreaming by a familiar voice.

"Oh Hey Blink." She smirked, moving over so Blink could sit next to her on the bed.

"You coming out with the guys tonight?" He asked giving her that grin that made her melt.

Snap shrugged. She was so tired of being just one of the guys, but Blink was her best friend and if he was still to blind to see her as anything other, then the most she could do was be with him the way she could. As a friend.

"Where we goin' tonight?"

"Medda's." He picked up her journal that was sitting on the stand next to the bed and started flipping through it. Snap sighed and glanced over at him seeing what he was looking at.

"Hey! Don't look at that. Give it to me." She demanded and reached for it. Blink raised a brow and held it away from her.

"Oh something important in here?" he asked dangling it just out of her reach. She lunged for it, grabbing it out of his hands. Blink laughed at her. "I was only teasing."

"Well don't." She hugged it to her, frowning.

"Geez, whats gotten into you?"

"Nothin'. Jist leave me alone." She refused to look at him.

"Alright, whatever." He stood up. "I'll see ya latah then." He walked out.

Snap watched him leave and then tucked her journal under her pillow. "That was a close one." If he ever knew what was in there, he'd probably bolt and never talk to me again. She thought to herself and then grinned getting an idea. She ran out of the building heading to Medda's.

Blink walked out of the lodging house, shaking his head. "I wonder what's eatin' her." He was still thinking of what happened with Snap.

"Flowers! Flowers for sale!"

Blink looked up to see a girl selling flowers. He walked over to her, not seeing Snap run out of the building. "Hey, how much?" he asked the girl. She looked up at him and then quickly averted her hazel eyes.

"5 cents." She answered. He moved his head trying to get her to look at him but she continually avoided it.

"5 cents? Well how many do I get for that much." He noticed she had a light bruise across her cheek. It was hard to notice beneath the dirt on her face, but it was there, he frowned. He wasn't much for girls getting hurt.

"One." She moved aside so he could see the assortment of flowers on her wagon. "They are very pretty though."

"What's yer name?"

"Rebecca."

"That's a pretty name. Mind if I call ya Becca." He grinned, hoping to get some kind of a smile from her. Becca blushed slightly and shrugged.

"What difference does it make. I probably wont see you again." She peeked a glance up at him. She had never had a boy pay so much attention to her.

"Maybe, maybe not." He shrugged. "Can I buy you lunch?"

"Umm…" she looked around nervously hoping her father was not watching. "I don't know." Becca bit her lip. She was really hungry, but if her father found out she would be in a lot of trouble.

"It wont take long, just a quick bite." He pleaded and held out a nickel. She took it gently and then handed him a flower. He promptly held it out to her. "For you flower girl."

Becca's eyes widened, surprised. "For me?"

He nodded moving closer to her. "Please? It's really a bribe to get you to come eat lunch with me. Now you wouldn't turn down someone who went through so much, would you?" he smirked.

She smiled slightly, blushing again and took the flower. "I…I guess. But only for a little while. Then I must get back to selling."

"You're the boss." He touched his hat, giving her a slight bow. She giggled a little and let him lead her to Tibby's.

Note

Eee. I feel a little disappointed in this one. I haven't been doing the greatest with my writing lately so sorry if anyone disliked it. I hope that it will get better in the future. But I've been toying with this idea for awhile and I have finally put it to paper/computer, ya know. Anyway, see you later :).