"Eh?"
I blink. Slowly, I pick up a clear marble, which had been nestled in my shelf full of paper. Three white marbles sat next to the clear one, but I ignored them at the moment, completely engulfed in a mini-flashback.
A flashback from a lazy summer day, over a year ago...
"Pocky!"
My two friends, Gin-chan and Squeechan, look up at me, completely surprised at my random outburst.
"Let's go get pocky! I want pocky!" I exclaimed.
Gin-chan, a girl with curly brown hair down to her mid-back and brown eyes shrugged. "Sure. What do you think, Squee?"
I looked at my other best friend, Squee, a girl who had light-brown hair similar to mine and brown eyes. "C'moooon!" I whined.
"Right." Squee said, sitting up.
Come to think of it, that was the first time all three of us were together.
An hour or so later, we returned from our venture. I not only had the fruits of pocky, but I also had obtained a Japanese-type soda. If I recall correctly, it was strawberry flavored.
The three of us sat on Gin-chan's floor, munching on Pocky and drinking the weird Japanese soda. The summer day was lazing away.
I shook the empty soda bottle. A clear marble rattled inside of it.
"I want it." I said aloud.
"Want what?" Squee asked. Gin glanced at both of us, too busy eating pocky to bother asking.
"The marble." I said simply, holding up the soda bottle and rattling it. The glass bottle caught sunlight and gleamed.
I chuckle at the thoughts of what happened after that.
Gin-chan opened the glass door, letting her two abnormally large and scary poodles out on to the deck. I followed her outside like a little lost puppy, clutching the empty soda bottle.
I looked over the railing into the yard. My arm rested on a wooden beam. I glanced at the wooden beam for a split second, and then, on impulse, slammed the glass bottle onto it.
Nothing.
With the five second goal of breaking the soda bottle in my mind, I smashed the bottle again.
Nothing.
Now angry, I swung with all my might, determined to break it.
A loud, shattering smash could be heard. Gin-chan immediately rushed over, as did Squee, who was laughing uncontrollably. Apparently, she heard and saw me smash the soda bottle when she was inside.
"It still won't come out!" I exclaimed, shaking the bottle, the marble still stuck stubbornly in the neck of the glass bottle. Gin-chan looked at me as if I was insane, which, I admit, wasn't too far from the truth.
I laugh again. Oh God, that was too funny...especially on what Gin-chan did afterwords, when I kept whining about the marble.
Gin-chan smashed the bottle with a hammer.
People really need lazy summer memories like those.
END
A/N: Dedicated to Squeechan and Gin-chan. Love you guys more then the world.
