Displacement Story

           This Wednesday started out like any other day, my friends and I were walking down the sidewalk along the fenced park on the right of me. School had been like every other day, nothing out of the ordinary. But I keep telling myself that since I am a senior, I am almost done with my school career. Anyway, back to my story, we were walking along the sidewalk. It was barely big enough for me and my three friends to walk side by side. This person on a bike came barreling by and we scattered. I jumped out of the way and backed up into the fence. There were a couple of wires hanging out of the fence that jabbed me in the back and the leg. I didn’t think anything of it because it felt like a pinch. So after we cursed the man on a bike a while, I went on my way home. The minute I was in my bedroom, I hit the bed and was asleep.

 Sophie was the girl next door. She was a fair girl, with white skin, long, flowing dark hair, big almond eyes. She was quiet and kept to herself in her mother’s garden in the back yard. She was a senior in high school, about to graduate. She had no real plans after high school except to work in her mother’s florist shop and in the garden.

 The next day, after I woke up from my twelve hour slumber, I stumbled out of bed in my pajamas and looked out the window. Blinking a couple of time, I saw her, the girl next door, Sophie I think her name was. She was in the garden, picking flowers, what a surprise. I didn’t understand what her damn fascination was with the garden. He always saw her in the garden, no matter what time of day. He had not really talked to her much at all, even though they had been neighbors since elementary school. After leaving the window, he went to take a shower. The entire time he was getting ready for school, his mind was filled with Sophie. Simple little questions like what else she does, what else do she like, why is she so quiet, etc.  He didn’t think anything of it for the rest of the day, or the rest of the week.

 When Monday came around, he got up this feeling that he needed to talk to her. So he gathered up so courage and went to talk to her.  She was still pretty shy but gradually she started to warm up to him and him to her. This started out to be a common thing; he would walk with her to and from school, they would talk about everything, almost no subject was off limits. This occurred for about three weeks, until he gathered up some more courage to ask her to dinner. That coming Friday night, they went to a nice restaurant. They order a three course meal, appetizer, main, and a dessert. The dessert was the best dish of all, which they both agreed. It was the beginning of summer and the fruit was just beginning to ripen. After he escorted Sophie home from the dinner, he quickly kissed her on the lips. As he started to walk away, this feeling hit him and he could not have but one kiss. So he started back up the stairs where she was watching him. He started to kiss her more and then suddenly, he pushed her through the door, and led them both to her room, with the help of her directions.

 After that night, they had become a couple, with neither of them being able to escape the other and having no idea why. Sophie’s mother did everything in her power to split them up but nothing worked. She had given up hope to split those two children up. After graduation, I took Sophie down to Texas with me because I got a job offer to work on an oil drill and it was pretty good money. Sophie did not like it much because I was not home for four to five months at a time. So we discussed it and she returned home to her mother during those times in which I would be gone. This happened for years after, I would work on the drill and she would go home to her mother and tend to the garden. But she would always return to me no matter how much she did not want to.