Encounters: Childhood
"Hey, don't I know you?"
The little boy before her looked confused. He cleared his throat and shook his head. "No. I'm sorry." He was hardly even looking at her. "I must be going now. I apologize for knocking you over."
With that, he ran off, leaving a little brunette alone and confused.
"Now I'm sure I know you," The small brown-haired girl said, standing up. She spotted the boy's glasses on the ground and picked them up. She scowled to herself. "If you've got glasses, how come this is the second time you ran into me?"
"I don't know," The little boy said, standing and squinting. "I'm sorry I ran into you, though."
The girl shrugged, handing back the glasses. "Just try not to break them."
"Ow!"
"Sorry! I'm so sorry! Today is just not my day..."
"Every time you run into me, it's not your day." She stuck out her tongue at him, letting the little blue-eyed boy know that she was joking.
He held out a hand, and she took it. "I really am sorry for bumping into you... again."
"Hey, you didn't knock me over today!"
The little boy stopped in his tracks, nearly tripping over an adult's shoe. He turned around, confused at who had said that, and found himself facing... her. He didn't really know her name, but she smiled and waved at him.
"Yes... I suppose I didn't."
The little girl walked over to him and leaned forward. For some off reason, she was inspecting him. He cleared his throat, uncomfortable. At last, she backed up and put her hands on her hips.
"How come you act like a grown up?"
The little boy blinked. He tried to hide the disgust and sadness when he replied, "Because... My father sort of raises me like that..."
The little girl before him nodded. She then glanced behind her. "I have to go. But maybe I'll see you around!" As she retreated to the mother that was waiting for her, the little boy nodded as well.
"Oof!"
"Aw, man!"
"That was not my fault this time."
The little girl nodded, giggling. "No, that was my fault." The two children stood, and the girl sighed. "I knew it wouldn't last anyway. Sorry." The little boy shrugged, adjusting his glasses. Just before he walked past her, the little girl grabbed his sleeve. He paused and looked back at her. "Are you free?"
"Umm..."
"Because my mom gave me money so my sister and I could get ice cream, but Riku ran off with Daisuke." She quickly added, "He's practically her boyfriend, but they just 'friends'." She did that odd bend of two fingers when she said 'friends'.
The little boy frowned. "It's unlike a lady to pay for two ice creams."
The girl simply shrugged. "If you want, you can pretend to be the girl, and I can pretend to be the guy."
This caused a small curve to grow on the boys lips. The girl noticed that she had just made the boy smile. It was the first time she had seen him do such a thing...