Author: Mike Evans
• Wednesday, December 16th, 2009

Tomorrow

Dylan’s arm was electric where Jenny had touched him. Yes, electric was a good way to describe the feeling he thought to himself. Jenny seemed to emit an electric field that pulled him into her – his eyes locked to hers. He was vaguely aware that her friends were at their table – odd that Jenny hadn’t introduced them to him.

Jenny’s words seemed to engulf Dylan. She said, “I can relate to Anna’s character – she follows her heart no matter the consequences.” Dylan smiled at this – he heard the same enthusiastic observation from Angela on several occasions.

The words “Van Gogh” momentarily pierced the field around him and Jenny. Dylan glanced over to Monique, Sara, and … Angela – she was looking directly at him in such an odd way. What was it? … He felt she was looking deep inside him – in a way he had hoped she would for a long time – actually, all the way back to when they first met in high school.

He knew she never thought of him as a boyfriend, but he always hoped that would eventually change. After all, she always confided in him and even asked him to accompany her for the summer in Arles – didn’t she. And she never went out with other boys as far as he knew. But, until this moment – she never gave him the slightest hint of any interest deeper than friendship … and now … and now, he saw it in her eyes. He found himself giving her a slightly inquisitive smile in return.

And yet … with a simple movement of her hand on top of his, Jenny pulled him back into her. Thoughts of Angela looking at him the way Jenny was looking at him right this moment seemed unlikely all of sudden … he must have projected onto Angela what he now saw while looking at Jenny … and Jenny was so intoxicating…

He didn’t actually hear Angela’s question to him, but he perked up when Jenny replied “Dylan can spend some time with me tomorrow – we can talk more about Tolstoy.” Was it possible? … he was going to see her again tomorrow … a warm sensation flooded through Dylan – tomorrow he thought – tomorrow…

Artist: Vincent Van Gogh; Author: Mike Evans

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  1. i read it.. i’m curious.. :D

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