Evolution

The epilogue, or I guess the punchline to this story.

August 9th, the day of the project..was certainly an interesting one for me and Penny. We had practiced and prepared so much that it honestly made the whole composition process pretty nerve wracking, and only amped up the tension I had at the idea of performing well in front of an entire classroom. 

But somehow, we managed to pull it off.

All of our efforts, from including fun facts about the butterfly to the most essential information lead us to score an 'A' on the project (to my honest surprise, especially since I'm the one that did most of the work), which we were both really happy about.

After the project though, things steadily went back to normal over the course of the next few weeks. Sure I had built the foundation for an amazing relationship with Penny, but we didn't get to talk as often as I would've liked because she got so busy with her volleyball season.

As much as we didn't talk, I still did see her occasionally, usually chatting with J.B. Not that she talked to him all or even most of the time (from what I saw), it was just every now and then (to my vehement dismay of course). Outside of that she was mostly alone or with her teammates.

And yeah, school went back to normal too. As much of a drag as it was, it had always been that regardless of the miraculously numinous experience I had with my ange-I mean-with Penny (just pretend I didn't have a slip of the tongue, and you didn't hear that) for that short first week of classes.

The few weeks that had past slowly turned into months, which then gradually but surely transformed into a whole year.

A full year has passed..as just a normal mundane part of my life. 

Classes went by, tests were taken, but nothing really grandiose happened.

Such is life, to no one's surprise nor amusement.

"Maybe that's what it means to live" I told Mark, as we walked across the expansive suburb sidewalk.

"Huh? What the hell are you talking about?" he responded with a questioningly invasive tone.

"I was just thinking about how school starts up next month, and I'm already starting to dread it. But..maybe that's the point. For our lives, I mean. To dread things, but to also enjoy the moments we have, or something like that" I stated, introspectively.

Mark shook his head, and huffed.

"I think you're thinking too much..as usual. I think you should always try to have some fun and just leave it at that. Don't worry 'bout worrying, life's too short for that" he said with a slight smile.

I nodded, as we continued to walk silently. After a few moments I finally spoke up, replying to his feelings on the matter.

"Yeah, maybe you are right. But maybe we're both wrong, too"

He chuckled.

"Heh..guess we got a lot left to learn still. At least we got all the time in the world" he concluded calmly, as we continued to walk down the path leading to the future, laughing and grinning a little to ourselves.