She stared at him. Then She looked at the line up of men. all of the men were uncomfortable, nervous. Except for IT. IT was calm and collected. Staring at her.
“It was.. him.”
Staring at the man with the wicked smile, the memories swarmed her. It’d been months since she’d seen IT. But there wasn’t a day that went by that she hadn’t thought of him. She would’ve been a senior this year. With the promise of valedictorian. Now, she didn’t get that chance. She wasn’t going back to that place if she had any say in it. Too bad she’d never have anything to say again after ‘It was.. him.’