The Sparks

"YOU WHAT ???!!"

"Ssh ! Keep ur voice down ! Mrs. Brinton is going to throw one of those bottles at us.: We were in chemistry class. The teacher , Mrs. Brinton, was puring some green liquid into a bottle containing a blue liquid.

"I said : I want to break up with Jason."

Kim looked at me with eyes that were ready to pop out any moment now. "What happened to "I think Jason's the one," "He's so s-w-e-e-t," "He's so r-o-m-a-n-t-i-c." What happened to all that ?"

"I lost..the sparks."

Kim burst into laughter.

"Miss Kimberly Watson, is there anything you wish to share with the rest of the class?"

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"Hi !" Jason caught Kim and me sitting on the bench.

"Hi!!" Kim and I replied in unsion. I caught a whiff of Jason's cologne carried by the wind. I sighed. He always smelled so nice..but no sparks.

Kim looked at me and then at Jason.

"Are we in the two-letter-convercation bassis now ?"

Jason smiled. He had the nicest smile. His lips stretched just so, which made his smile so adorable. But then again,…no sparks.

“Hey, Dee, are we still on Saturday night ? There’s this joint Casey’s been braggin’ about forever. Pick you up at seven?” And his voice … Sparks ??? Where the hell are you ?

“Earth to Dee !! Are you there? Hello ?” Kim shouted in my ear.

“Oh , errr.. I’ll let you know, OK ?”

Jason went to shoot some hoops with his friends after a while.

Kim gave me the look. “What was that ?”

“I told u. No Sparks.” Kim shot me an ‘are you dumb or what’look.

“I mean , he’s cute and smart and sweet. But….”

I nodded.

“Am I missing something here? Sparks ? What sparks ?”

“Oh , Kim. You know , that electrifying feeling that you have when you meet a guy. The heart beat. That funny feeling in your stomach…. You know… the sparks.”

“Who cares about that when the guy’s so cute and sweet ?”

“Well, I do. Sparks are very important for me. You can’t be in a relationship without your sparks. It’s like going to the beach without your sun block.”

“Uh-huh.” Kim frowned.

“You’re being cynical.”

“And you’re being ridiculous.”

“Oh, come on , Kim. You said so yourself. The sparks are the signs of love. No sparks, no love.”

“I said that ?” Kim had a sudden attack of amnesia.

I sighed. “Yeah , like when we were in eighth grade. I’m telling you , the sparks are gone.”

“They’ll come back !”

“It’s been a month.”

Kim now realized how determined I was.

“But Jason?? Dee , we’re talking about Jason here! Sweet , cute Jason.”

“No sparks , no love.”

“Hi , Dee !!” A familiar voice called out my name. It electrified my whole nervous system, made my heart beat faster and my tummy feel funny. I turned my head into the direction of the voice and smiled with joy. The sparks were back ! “Hii Tim.”

Kim gave me her most vicious look.

“Diandra Mason! Are you feeling whar I think you’re feeling ?” she wishpered.

“Yess ! The sparks , they’re back !”

Kim shook her head. “You’re so bad !”

I guessed now she knew where the sparks had gone.