Yet another attempt at literature
Sure
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“How’re you? Long time no see.”
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It was the first time I’ve seen him after a year. He was smiling his usual bright smile, his cheeks so high it reduces his eyes into tiny slits on his face. His lips were slightly parted and the whole upper part of his teeth showing. A smile I haven’t seen in twelve months.
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He hasn’t changed one bit, his dark skin with a slight yellow tinge still glows like fire in the midday sun. His hair was still the same length, as if it hadn’t grown in twelve months. Shoulder length, layered but neat. No bangs no styling just his plain hair. I always thought his hair must have the texture of a baby’s, soft smooth and fresh.
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On his left hand was a half eaten sandwich, on the other a blackberry waiting to be toggled. He was wearing a coat and tie, typical everyday businessman.
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“I’m fine. How’re you?”
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I hope he didn’t notice me tremble, my stomach’s doing somersaults and I don’t know why.
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“Oh doing this and that. I was just about to sta-”
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He was cut short by a slight beeping, from the blackberry he was holding.
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“Hey I gotta go, how about I get your number and we have lunch sometime?”
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Got something to do? Yeah you always do. Why can’t we have lunch now you stupid idiot?
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“Oh sure, I’m on my way to something important too. My number’s 09170010825”
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I smile… a fake smile.
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“Thanks! Well, I’ll be seeing you then”
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He puts the rest of his sandwich in his mouth, waves at me and walks away, not waiting for my reply. As he walks away, he toggles his blackberry, no doubt scheduling some other important meeting.
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His tall figure slowly moving away was a sight to behold, I couldn’t help but stare. Girls he used to date used to comment him on his gait. They say it was sexy and glamorous, like a supermodel’s. But I know better, he just can’t walk normally.
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The way his shoulders sway so smoothly is because he has scoliosis. The sway remained even after all the metals that were keeping him together were removed. And his manly stagger as his legs move forward was a consequence of a sprain he got back in high school that never really healed.
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I used to always laugh whenever girls would coo while he walks towards them.
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<beep beep> <beep beep>
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A message
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“Hey it’s me, the one you saw a minute ago. my boss just cancelled on me, lets have lunch now!”
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I looked up from my cellphone and there he was walking toward me. Like some bigshot with that silly smile plastered on his flawless face. Waving like some lost idiot in an airport.
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I just said I had something else to do? Are you friggin deaf! The nerve of this guy!
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“So, how about that lunch?” He puts his arm on my shoulder.
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I smile
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“Sure.”
