keep it classy, but never trashy

“Am I supposed to? Wait- you’re Addie’s friend. She told me you go here, and I totally blanked out on your name… Sorry. It’s been a while though.”

Aw, such a shame she didn’t come with you... That’s fine, my name’s Emily. It has been a while indeed...

“You’ve been staring at me for like five minutes now, and it’s starting to freak me out… Can I help you with something, or is this just something you do?”

Oh—I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to stare. Do you remember me?

You’re Poppy Smith—you’re always determined to get what you want, no? I think it’s like a family trait... I don’t think your personality has changed a bit, so you’ll get there. I just know it.

“Yes, I’m back. Can you stop looking at me like someone squeezed lemons in your eyes?”

Well then, welcome back.

Lauren looked at the person who was standing next to her with a smirk. “I can beat you with my eyes closed.” she swung the shaft lightly, aimed, let it slide through, released and scored. The brunette straightened her body and shrugged with a self-satisfied look on her face. “Told ya…”

Never said you wouldn’t. I’ve never done this before. I don’t even know why I’m here in the first place.

How could I forget?

Are you really going to act like nothing happened between us, Smith?

“How long were you gone for?”

Quite a long time—half a year, maybe? But I don’t mind, there’s still plenty of the school year left.

Why do you look like you’ve just seen a ghost?

“I wish I were kidding, but don’t worry babe. It’s only a garter snake.”

[she frowns a bit] I don’t care, it’s still a snake. What should I do? Just move past it?

Everybody loves the circus. Nice to meet you, Emily Shay. Not a single thing, but oh well I’m getting used to being a vegetable. It’s not so bad, at least I’m alive.

If that’s your dream—QESA’s not the right school for you, hun. That’s horrible, I’m sorry. Can’t the doctors help you somehow? With exercises? I mean, I’m not one myself, but I don’t think they often throw the towel with memory loss patients.

“Not to scare you or anything, but there’s a snake behind you.”

[she stands still] Em—I swear, if you’re messing with me right now...

Thank you for the…support. And you are…? Sorry , memory loss.

I just want to make sure you don’t make stupid life choices, like joining the circus. Memory loss, seriously? I’m Emily, Emily Shay. You really don’t remember anything?

Romeo looked at her for a second, a little startled as he couldn’t recognize the voice. “Pity I didn’t notice you were gone, then.”

You don’t seem like kind of the guy who notices a lot of the stuff that happens around him, anyway—no offense.

“Beloved? Sounds like the two of you have a sexual relationship…”

That’s because you have a particularly weird mind.