Love and Skate by Lila Felix

I finally got caught up and involved the relationship ended.  So the best thing was for me to listen when she wanted me to and leave it at that.
                  We ate breakfast in silence and then sat together.  We talked for a few minutes about shallow things.  How my back was, how work was, things like that.  And then she told me as she picked in her eggs that she slept with Dylan the night before.  I wanted to tear her ass up for not even thinking about Owen and how uncomfortable that would make him not to mention left him without a place to sleep.  But that’s who she was. 
                  I opened my mouth to make a passive aggressive statement about her selfishness, but Dylan plopped into the seat next to her and I became invisible. 
                  Not five minutes after he sat down, I got up and left.  This was really getting ridiculous.  I went to the library for a while and then made my way to American Lit when it was time.  It was funny because I actually tried to get to class in time to get a seat next to him. 
                  I walked in and paused by the door and saw him before he saw me.  He was digging into his bag for something.  I walked up five rows and sat next to him.  He was still digging in his bag but he was smiling now.  It was contagious and soon we were both smiling like goons.
                  I got my notebook and pen out and faced forward to get ready for the lecture.  We had moved on to Tennessee Williams and I loved him too.  I felt something being slipped into my hand and looked down to see Owen slipping my key back into my hand but this was no trivial act.  It was slow and deliberate, his simple act made me want to take him into the empty hallway and do all the things I thought about doing last night, and this morning.  He rubbed the back of his neck in my peripheral and I turned my head slightly to smile at him as I put the key in my pocket.  He was blushing and it I swore it was more apparent than mine in the library the day before. 
                  I would give organs to know what he was thinking about.
                  I stared forward trying my damndest to pay attention and failing.  My fingers itched and I had to flex them and wring them with my other hand to make them cease their mission.  My body had plans of its own regarding Owen.  How much longer I was going to be able to control it, I didn’t know. 
                  Class ended and we stayed seated while the masses filed out of the classroom around us.  I got up and looked back at him. He was smiling up at me and I wondered if he knew the profound effect it had on me.               
                  “You have time for lunch?” He asked.
                  “No, I have to go straight to work.” I answered.
                  “Ok, well, see you later.” He answered and stood up next to me.
                  “Yeah, ok.” I made my way out with him behind me in silence until we parted ways outside the building.  He stopped walking but I didn’t stop.  I didn’t want to be late for work.
                  Cindi was perky and loud today and proclaimed that Leah and I were getting paid through ten o’clock but that she was closing the store at eight.  I was relieved as I didn’t get hardly any sleep the night before knowing that Owen was just steps away.
                  We closed up early, having to scoot and persuade the remaining customers out.  One older lady didn’t want to stop reading the book she had so I told her it was my gift.  It was an older paperback and we sold them for two dollars.  I told Cindi I would pay her but she just laughed and said something about me loving the customers more than she did.
                  I went home to an empty apartment.  I peeked into Amber’s room and she wasn’t