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after i met the girl we talked for a while,
but then she checked her watch, and she apologized to me
then ran off.
i didn't even get her name, nor did she get mine
i sat in a little cafe, a cup of tea on the table.
my notebook was on the table as well,
the cafe provided a shelf of short books,
and i was reading one of them.
it was called 'of mice and men'
and i found it quite interesting
"of mice and men," a girl spoke.
i looked up from my book and saw the girl sit across from me.
"i forgot to properly introduce myself the other day," she smiled,
"hi, i'm ellie." she said,
"michael," i nodded,
"i like your hair," she giggled,
a small smile appeared on my face,
"i like yours," i grinned, as she twirled a strand of her own pastel hair.
i raked my fingers through my own hair, hers was pastel mine was dark.
"you like pastel colours, don't you?" i asked,
she nodded, "i dye my hair a lot,"
"so do i," i grinned.
she reached over and grabbed my notebook.
"what's in this?" she asked, a small smile on her face,
i reached over, and grabbed it back from her.
"hey, i wanted to see it." she pouted.
"not until i see yours."