Brian, a very intelligent boy, was sat on a bench with a girl all dressed in dark ,bland colours with a sad, despairing look on her small pale face.
Her face looked like a barren, featureless wasteland engulfed in a black sandstorm.
suddenly, her eyes popped open. They looked like beautiful, white pearls with a dark, decaying centres staring into a dark abyss.
they talked and chatted as if it was the last Mothers meeting until the earth ended. The subjects were so diverse it was like one was in Australia and the other in Greenland.
As slowly as sloths, they both stood up. Like he was reaching for the stars, Brian signalled for the bus. He almost tripped on to the road, but just in time Claire grabbed him, with super strength, and pulled him back in to safety.
They both smiled warmly at each other, and stepped confidently on to the bus. They embraced one another tightly, as if they weren't going to let go. They both wished to see one another again.