It couldn't be true. How could this be possible?
That was the only thing that came to Heidi's mind, at first. It was if the world had stopped turning, time had stopped. She had gone numb. She nodded, her eyes widening as he spoke her middle name. It was him. No one else would know her middle name, besides him. "You're..." she started, cutting off to break her mask of uncaring-ness and to break into a smile. "Of course I remember you!"
Not caring how it looked, Heidi stepped forward and wrapped her arms around him, hugging him. She had longed to do that for so long. Not just the hug, really. To see him, to hear his voice, to be able to pull him into a warm embrace as they had when they were kids. It had been such a long time; such a long, heartbreaking time. Heidi closed her eyes, breathing in his smell. She couldn't believe this was happening; was it a dream? She still felt numb, almost.
Sooner than she would have liked, she stepped back and away from him. Heidi gazed up at him with bright eyes. "I can't believe it," she whispered.
Suddenly, a thought occured to Heidi. Her friend Kurt, her bestfriend from her childhood...he was one of them, now. One of those cooler people, the people that Heidi had told herself she would never befriend and that she would always hate. Before her world began to crash down around her, Heidi quickly told herself that Kurt wasn't like that. He had even admitted that he was unhappy with his life of popularity. And yet, Heidi couldn't help but wonder if pretending for so long had changed him. What if he really was like the others, now?
That was the only thing that came to Heidi's mind, at first. It was if the world had stopped turning, time had stopped. She had gone numb. She nodded, her eyes widening as he spoke her middle name. It was him. No one else would know her middle name, besides him. "You're..." she started, cutting off to break her mask of uncaring-ness and to break into a smile. "Of course I remember you!"
Not caring how it looked, Heidi stepped forward and wrapped her arms around him, hugging him. She had longed to do that for so long. Not just the hug, really. To see him, to hear his voice, to be able to pull him into a warm embrace as they had when they were kids. It had been such a long time; such a long, heartbreaking time. Heidi closed her eyes, breathing in his smell. She couldn't believe this was happening; was it a dream? She still felt numb, almost.
Sooner than she would have liked, she stepped back and away from him. Heidi gazed up at him with bright eyes. "I can't believe it," she whispered.
Suddenly, a thought occured to Heidi. Her friend Kurt, her bestfriend from her childhood...he was one of them, now. One of those cooler people, the people that Heidi had told herself she would never befriend and that she would always hate. Before her world began to crash down around her, Heidi quickly told herself that Kurt wasn't like that. He had even admitted that he was unhappy with his life of popularity. And yet, Heidi couldn't help but wonder if pretending for so long had changed him. What if he really was like the others, now?










