The Difference

It felt like only yesterday that I met her, the years just pass by and I remember that day so well. She caught my attention then and catches more each day that passes. I look at her, getting lost in those eyes every day as she smiles at me. Her lips curving perfectly, her nose crinkles just so and that smile is mine always. Well let me tell you the story of how this perfect woman entered my life.

It was an unusually hot day, I was walking to the corner market. The roads seemed busy today and everyone and their mother was out. Everyone hustling down the sidewalk. I start crossing the intersection when she knocked straight into me, pushing me back some. I stumble a bit on my feet. She shakes her head, “watch it, will you?” I look around and she is tapping her foot in front of me.

“Me? It’s not my fault your short and I didn’t see you.” I looked at her as I imagined her rolling her eye’s behind those aviators she has on.

She smirked with a rebuttal, “Bet you wouldn’t even see this then” as she raised her middle finger at me pushing past. I couldn’t help to think in my head, ‘what a…..” I shook my head and kept heading towards the market.

Later back at home my brother and me were sitting out front listening to the radio playing horse shoes. I was getting ready to toss when I could hear something in the distance. I looked over my shoulder as she skipped along the fence line, that awful noise trailed with her. Clanking loudly almost to drown out the music. "Hey there," I shouted out to her. She turned with a stern look on her face and a devilish smirk.

"Are you talking to me?" She said hitting the stick against the fence as she got closer to me. I couldn't help but notice her light eyes, crystal like. I shuddered, "maybe......" as I tried not to notice her smiling brighter now. I realized I was in trouble. She got close and tapped me with the stick on my shoulder turning away, kicking her foot back at me keeping her eyes on mine for a moment. My heart dropped… She laughed as she walked away. But, I couldn't stop staring. She caught my interest, I needed to know her. But, I shook it off listening to my music.

My brother began to laugh, “Now that, I like her. Showed you up.”

That night I couldn’t manage to get this woman off my mind. She irritated me or was it irritation, now I realize it’s more infatuation. But, that next day I walked outside, placing my stereo on the porch table. Beginning to listen to the melody as I smoked on a joint. There it rang out, the clanking again. I looked up and there she was. But, I chocked as she started walking past. Then I heard "see you tomorrow, wanka." I looked up surprised, I couldn't get her off my mind that night again. Her spontaneous attitude, no, more a care free and not caring who she talks to attitude. That I became excited for the morning.

That morning, I offered to mow the lawn. My brother didn’t mind at all, in fact he insisted I do. Anyways, I was almost done with the yard sweating badly. I began taking my sleeve to wipe my face when I heard, “Pssst, you look like you need some water.” Turning around, I see her holding out a icy cold drink, the dew on the bottle looked as if she just bought it.

“You didn’t poison this did you? Because I have seen this crime show where women can be pretty deadly.” She didn’t laugh, instead she smile brightly.

Shaking the bottle at me, “you wouldn’t know unless you drink it. I don’t think you are brave enough though.” She turned leaning her back against the tips of my fence. She let out a sigh while shrugging her shoulders. “Bet you are intimidated by me, aren’t you? I don’t blame you, a lot of people are.” she turns her head back winking at me.

I walk over to her, holding my hand out for the water. “Fine, give it here.” I twist the cap as it snaps open. I look at her with my brows hunched taking a sip. “There, I drank it. I feel noth…….” I grab my chest, dropping the water and falling to me knees.

She turned fast around, “bloody hell, what the…..” As I stand bawling laughing. She pushed daggers with her gaze at me. “That… No… You’re a asshole.” As she went to walk away.

“No! Wait, I’m sorry….” I shout out. She turns with that devilish smirk. Her eye’s saying it all, it said “ha sucker.” As she walked back over to me while snapping her fingers as she strolled happily.

She looked up at me with a huge smile, her nose wrinkled slightly. “Was I convincing? Did you really think I walk away without my bottle?” She tipped the front of her fingers at me, making a grabby hand.

I grinned at her, “how could I be so rude?” Starting to plop it in her hand before raising it back up, tapping it against my chin. “But, you do know…..” I begin laughing a bit, her eyes suspiciously peeking at me. I shake my head, “No that would be dumb, well have a lovely day.” I hand it to her, turning to my lawn mower again as I start to crank it.

She doesn’t move, her eyebrow arched, the sliest of smiles. “Knew you had no balls, mate. I will see you later.” She tapped the bottle against the fench before starting to walk away.

I cocked my head to the side, “yeah, later.” Finally cranking the motor as it roars. I get midway up the lawn when I felt something smack me in the back of the head. The mower halts to a stop while I turned around seeing the bottle on the ground behind me. “The hell was that for?” She’s rolling laughing. “How’d you like being hit with a bottle?” I mutter out to her.

“What does it take for a lady to get asked to go get a cup of coffee in the morning?” She crossed her arms with this deep stare but I couldn’t even be slightly mad. Those eye’s, the reflection through them was completely hypnotizing.

I tilt my head at her thinking ‘is she serious?’ She must have noticed my look nodding her head. “Fine can I change first or you prefer me sweaty and probably not smelling amazing.” As she rolled her eyes I took that to go change. So I asked her to wait, went inside putting on a decent shirt and jeans.

As we walked to the cafe’ we were pretty quiet for awhile. I thought of something that ended up making me chuckle. She looked over at me curiously. “And what is so funny?”

“I don’t think you could handle it?” The point of my lip almost touching my ear.