From what I remembered, my favorite eye color was hazel, not because their my own, but because of the person who carried them. All that is now gone. Purple hair in the shade of lavender, a black dress with the same shade of lavender as the hair, not to mention the black eye color. How can you even change your eye color?

I look down toward the white boots. Everything, as I remembered, is there, but different. I blink a few types to register the girl I once knew has become the woman in front of me. I'm overcome with a mixture of joy and bitterness. I've dreamt of this moment but now that it's here, what of it. 

"What are you doing here?" My voice comes out angry. 

Keeping her legs crossed, her lips form a playful smirk. "Well, that's one way to greet a friend?" Her eyes twinkle. 

My eyes dart as I intake her presence, "After all these years you come back? Why?"

"Let's dance," she battles her eyelashes. 

She was always like this. Playful, charming, and smooth. It's an addicting aura she carries. 

"Not until you answer first," I stand my ground. I will not be swayed by her charms, I want answers. She has no right coming back as if nothing has happened. I went through a lot when she left, while she was having the time of her life. 

The corner of her mouth lifted, "I came back for you. Now, do you want to dance?"

Me? After all this time, she came back for me? I'm a bit surprised and don't know what to say, I never would have thought she would come back for me. Over the years, I thought she had forgotten about me. 

"Why so serious? The night is only getting started," She grabs me to lead me towards the dancing floor. 

I should slap her hand away, but I can't. No. I don't want to. 

I missed this. Her smell, the way she smiles. I ran away from this for this very reason. She was too much for me. The music transitions from an upbeat to a slow dance. 

Without hesitation, Clover wraps her arms around my neck, resting the side of her face on my chest. Her warmth is mesmerizing. I put my arms around her waist and kiss her hair. Hair that is now Purple instead of brown or blond. 

Blond. 

I stiffen remembering that I have a girlfriend.  I let go of Clover. This feeling inside of me, she's the sole root of making me feel like a different person. Catching a glimpse of Bonnie coming toward the bar, I look from her to Clover. I sorrowly look at Clover, because I was reminded that I have a girlfriend. Clover just smiles at me, but I have a bad feeling that if I look away I will not be seeing her again. 

Looking over to Bonnie, I turn once more to clover.  "Clover?" I dart around the room. I push past people but she's nowhere to be seen. 

I feel a tap on my shoulder. "Were you looking for someone?" Bonnie looks at me attentively.

I was, but Bonnie and I are talking about different people. "Yeah, you," I put my arm around her, steering her to the bar once again. 

Did I just dream Clover was here? 

I must have had more drinks than I thought.  

****

I knew something was odd when a week passed since Bonnie stopped coming over. Yes, it pesters me sometimes when she is always seeking attention, but that's why I like her. For someone as bubbly as Bonnie to stop coming over, I must have done something. My mind has not been thinking straight ever since last week. Dancing with clover, I had forgotten about Bonnie.

I arrive at the airport. Looking around, I realize I have no idea where she is heading to or when her flight leaves. Bonnie is special to me and I will not let go of her. She said yes to me when I asked, I can't let her leave. 

I turn to see Bonnie coming out of the taxi with her luggage. She's wearing white jeans and a  flashy shirt. Is she leaving me because she wants to live in the city? She's always mentioning that when we get married she wants to leave to the city. 

Bonnie's eyes are shocked when she sees me approach her. "Were you going to tell me?"

"Tell you?" She reveals a teasing smile. "You're here now, What's there to tell?"

In disbelief, I emphasize, "I'm only here because of my mother. If she hadn't told me you were leaving I wouldn't be here. Were you thinking of leaving without telling me?"

"You were busy all week with training. You really didn't seem interested when I tried to bring it up." She seems unfazed. My mind was indeed occupied, I'll take the blame for that. But I am over it. What was on my mind for weeks is now out of my life for good. 

"And that's O.K for you to leave without letting me know?" I try to reason with her. I can't have someone else walk out of my life. Not if I can help it. 

"O.K, Fine. I am going to my Aunt's and I will be back. Happy?" She starts to walk toward the airport doors. I stay still. 

Are we breaking up? I may not have any intentions of marrying her right now, but my feeling can change. I can make sure they change and I will make sure that I get rid of any other thoughts. 

I turn around to see Bonnie hasn't gone inside. 

"Don't get any funny ideas and go out with some tramp, " She blows a kiss in my direction.