Her pink bubblegum lips and porcelain peppermint skin never looked so beautiful, I am close to her and yet she is ignoring me. I sniff her carefully, because I know that she isn't going to notice me, she never did. Suddenly that apple scents sparks a flashback in my head, she still smells lovely, like that time when she sat in front of me in the school bus nine years ago, Julia Cruz. I had a crush on her all throughout high school, but I was pretty much invisible to her. I remember how I used to be so mad at her dating that stupid Carlos, with his perfect tan and abs, but I understood the laws of high school and knew that she could never set her eyes on me looking like I did back then. Tall, milky sick skin and charcoaled dyed hair, trying so hard to be an outcast. Piercings on my lips and chipped dollar store nail polish on my fingers. Even after being lab partners for a whole school year she always referred to me as "Casper" and not with a mean intention but she just couldn't take time to remember my name, Romeo. I heard rumors that in college she started partying too much, and hang out with the messy girls outside the A building of the Community College. I was obviously never invited to the cool kids parties, because like in high school, I was still a “weirdo”. I always thought my dad was to blame for my lack of friends; he had an unusual job that I was going to inherit and that might’ve creep people out, not to mention my ghostly appereance.
I snap out of my thoughts to look at her again, and compare her to the program picture, that picture doesn’t even make justice to her beauty. She was in a car accident a few days ago, and you can’t even tell she has small bruises and scabs, she looks stunning. She is wearing a beautiful blue silky dress, with a white detail on the cleavage. The fabric is hugging her perky breasts beautifully. I wish she would look at me and ask "Do you like how I look?" so I could reply "Stunning like always" but I know she won’t even bother to look at me or speak to me. I’m looking around the room; it’s just me and her surrounded by empty chairs. The white flowers around us are perfuming the atmosphere, making it very romantic for the both of us. I approach her, and slowly sneak my hand under her dress, I could feel her cold unshaven thighs on my rough fingers, I knew this time she couldn't reject me. Leaning towards her, I kiss her lips, it's the first time I’ve tasted the sweetness of her cotton candy mouth, there’s an unpleasant acidity to it, but I don’t care, this is my moment. I wish she could feel my erected crotch but she doesn’t seem to care about how I’m feeling right now. In this moment she’s all mine. I think she’s smiling at me, so I keep kissing her making my way down her cleavage. I want to make her mine right there, but I know there's not much time, soon friends and family will be with us two and they’ll interrupt our moment together. My phone starts vibrating inside my pocket, I pull her underwear up as fast as i can and fix her dress; the caller id lets me know that it’s my dad calling.
-Is everything ready? - he asks
-Yes dad, I just finished setting all the flowers and I mopped the floors – I reply with a shaky nervous tone
-Alright son, remember it starts at 3:30, how are you doing?- my dad replies. It’s 3:11
-Yeah I’m fine, and everything’s set dad! See you in a bit-
I have to finish getting everything ready and start to greet the guests; I look at my beautiful girl one last time. I kiss her lips, while whispering between teeth "I love you" I lick my fingers and close her casket.