Tears of Joy, Tears of PainMature

"Ready to take on the world?" Tamar asked, sneaking a look at me.  We stood side by side in front of the large brick building.  All around us, students filed through.  Some had their shoulders slunk forward; as if school was the worst place in the world.  Some had their necks cranned as they searched egarly for their friends.

"And win," I replied.  I turned to face Tamar, a smile slowly spreading across my face.  My eyes widened.  Tamar's eyes were wet with unshed tears.  My face fell immediately.

"Oh no," I said, leading her over to a bench to sit down.  "We talked about this," I said, sternly.  "No crying.  Absolutely no crying until graduation.  None.  Do you hear me?"

Tamar gave a shaky laugh.  Daintily, she wiped her tears away.  "Yeah," she said, "I hear you."

"Good," I said.  "Now come on, chap.  We still have to survive the 'Welcome Back' assembly."  I stood up and patted Tamar's shoulder.

This time, tears overflowed from her colorful eyes.  She gasped in pain as her hand flew to her shoulder.

"Tam...?" I asked.  "Tam, are you okay?  I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you," I said frantically.  I leaned down, my hands reaching for her shoulder.  "Did I leave a bruise?"

"No, no," she said, shooing my hands away.  "I just... ah, slept on it wrong last night.  It's still a little sore."

I gazed at her, confusion pulling my eyebrows together.  "Okay," I said slowly.  "If you sure..."

"Yeah," she said.  "Come on, we don't want to be late."

Confused, I slowly followed Tamar into the gym.

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