Details about Five Ways to Fall Out of Love by Emily Martin
Five Ways to Fall Out of Love – As I walk to the gym entrance, the yellow lights overhead turn my dress a sickly green color. My shadow stretches out beside me, sticking to my ankles with every step, as though trying to drag me back to my car. I pick up my pace, the crisp October air biting at my bare arms as I hurry toward the double doors. My hand shakes as I show my school ID to check in. I spot Reese and her sister Becca standing behind the small army of teachers here to chaperone. Becca is wearing jeans and a camera around her neck—she’s taking pictures for yearbook tonight. Suddenly I wish I had a better reason for being here, a camera to hide behind. As I head over to them, I flex my fingers, fidget with the straps of my dress.