Into Dust-Mazzy Star. I own nothing.

Into Dust.
Still falling
Breathless and on again.

Saturday, feels odd. It's way too early to be up on a Saturday. Lying on my back in a quilt of 3 feet deep snow doesn't help the feeling. Just watching the snowfall is nice, though. Geez, not even the little kids are up, yet this place is deserted.
Tiny snowflakes coat my eyelashes and for some reason I don't have the heart to blink them away.

"Aren't you a little old to be here?" some snooty little boy in a fluffy red coat with matching pants tells me, out of nowhere.

"Can you please move? You're in the way."

"Of what?" boatloads of kids are standing with sleds at the top of the hill I was laying at the base of.

"So much for that," I mumble to myself.

Rolling over, I stand up and walk out of the park. Now what? Go back home to prissy know-it-all parents? Not a chance. I stroll down Raine Street aimlessly.

"Still falling. Breathless and on again," I hum the melody to myself, "Beside me today."

The Catch and Release diner's neon sign in the window glows open. I push the door open and walk inside. Better than wandering around outside, and it sure is warmer. "Around broken in two," goes through my head as I enter.

The lady, behind the counter, smiles. She wears dark green sweater over the pink-checkered uniform, "What can I get you?" she asks warmly.

"Hot chocolate," I answer as I sit down on one of the bar stools still humming to myself.

"It'll be a few minutes," the waitress says.

"Okay. I can wait."

The Catch and Release Diner has a lot less fish décor than one might think, especially this close to the harbor. Lots of old black and white photographs, little kids with missing teeth, young people in wedding attire, old farts kissing, and people just sitting around eating in the restaurant.

"This place is ancient, isn't it?" I say spinning around in my seat. Half way round I stop, "Till you eyes shed into dust."

Standing in front of the front window is Teo with Meng, her long black hair straightened and her smooth bangs held out of her face by a green bow. She looks so different from last summer, so pretty. She finally decided the Pippy Longstocking look wasn't working, I guess. She bends down and kisses him before going on her way. He glances at me through the tinted window with emotionless eyes. He doesn't care about me at all. Guess it's really over.

"Like two strangers turning into dust," I mumble.

I whirl right back around. Tapping my fingers on the counter, I pretend to be bored. I bite my bottom lip and wait on my hot chocolate, "Till my hands shook with the way I fear."

"What's wrong with you?" the waitress asks.

I open my mouth to answer nothing comes out

I could possibly be fading. Or I could have something more to gain?

"Nothing."

"Do have stupid written across my forehead?" she sasses.

I roll my eyes. Like I am going to tell her I'm a normal stupid teenage girl, "Possibly."

"Hmmhm," she huffs, "Here's your hot chocolate miss."

I sip the scalding liquid quietly. The heat seeps through my gloves and warms my bare fingertips.

I could feel myself growing colder.

The waitress just stood their staring at me.

"What?"

I could feel myself under your fate.

"You come in here happy as a clam I leave for 3 minutes and you look near to tears."

"So?" I retort.

Under your fate. My fate, alone till I rot. Under your fate.

I heard about this lady. Meriwether was her name, I think. Fell in love at 15 got engaged at 18, and he left her for a prostitute three months later. Never fell in love again. Never had a date again.

"What the hell is wrong with you?"

"Nothing."

"Okay, I am a woman in case you hadn't noticed. I know that nothing is ever wrong," she gripes.

I smack my head on the counter. I'm not getting out this, am I?

"How much for the hot chocolate?" I ask directly changing the subject.

"Two fifty," she answers angrily.

Slamming the coins down in front of her, I leave.

"Seriously!" she calls, "What happened?"

I stop in the doorway, turning to her I say, "My boyfriend broke up with me," and suddenly I feel like every idiotic teenage girl on earth. Freaking Teo. It was you breathless and tall. Okay so not all my heartbreak is Teo's fault. Sokka hadn't helped either.I could feel my eyes turning to dust.

Suddenly, I know for a fact I may never cry again. This comes as both comforting and heartbreaking. Well, it's not Sokka's fault either. Not like ever said anything, not like I ever will. So much for best friends. We haven't had a conversation lasting more than five minutes since he starting going out with Suki, freshman year. And two strangers turning into dust.

Feet planted firmly on the slippery sidewalk, while cars rush by. Where to next, I tell myself, the day's still young Kind of like me. Might as well enjoy both while they last.

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