Sunflower is Left Handed
by Lindzy Humphreys, 24 December, 2008
The girl was always ahead. Sometimes looking back; but the looks she got when she did startled her, as well as made her smile a secret knowing smile. That smile caused those behind her to continue following this Sunflower, which then caused her to continue leading. Marching on. Skipping on, producing a song with a harmonica.
Months later she would be in love for the first time with a boy with chocolate brown eyes and dreadlocks. (Oh the curse of love!!! Lindzy warned her in December not to! No one listens to Lindzy though. Even though Lindzy is slightly psychic and knows what to and not do.) It (love) didn’t fit Sunflower well, like a prepubescent girl wearing a powersuit and dark strong heels. It made her think strangely and ask Lindzy questions about the unfamiliar feelings.
It made Lindzy think about high school and leading and following.
She thought, love doesn’t look good on her. Summer dresses, braids and glances back do.
More months later Lindzy saw her again. She was exchanging electricity with a boy who danced and smoked a joint with them to Kate Nash in the mountains of Japan. He went for walks in the woods and longboarded around Tokyo.
Sunflower was back in her summer dresses and braids; her looks backwards were a little longer and full of dynamite.
Lindzy didn’t like walking between this Nike shoe wearin’, Tokyo struttin’, smooth talkin’ battery and her Sunflower. She hates electric shocks, they make her itchy. She also doesn’t like standing between energy–prefers to watch it flow and catch some of the positive electrons. Plus, she could fit well between Dreadlocks and Sunflower.
That was the difference. Tokyo boy got a side, while Dreadlocks was an extra wheel to Lindzy and Sunflowers summer bicycle ride. Lindzy grabs Sunflowers hand. It’s the best side and she gets it. Tokyo can get a side, but it’ll be the right hand.
The two eels had chapstick kisses and secret romance and bumpy bus rides. They were friends in love with other people, but should have been in love with each other. Wrong time and place (as usual, but the wrong time and place, the girls will learn, is actually the right time and right place).
Fate doesn’t even listen to Lindzy, or maybe it’s just slow. As time went on, so did the boy. They live in adventure land like Alice and they are looking for new and exciting things. Sunflower was free from the shackles of love. It always takes another to pry one from the clamps and to carry on.
More months later Lindzy is talking to her. She has useless crushes, that really aren’t useless at all. The boys are gone and she’s carrying on. She made it through the battle of love, and no one had to die or run for cover. Lindzy is happy to be laughing and squealing again with Sunflower about crushes; it’s as though they are back in a library corner whispering about boys they have nicknamed behind books.
The End.
