The Girl

Sleep evades me. As I lie here in the darkness, my mind whirs at a mile a second. This happens sometimes, all my thoughts, plans, ideas, a tempest I sometimes lose myself in. It takes awhile to find the center, so I keep vigil and pray as I await the eye of the storm. 
My eyes close for just a moment. I see her, perched atop a brick wall outside the school in a green shirt dress with black tights and tan lace-up boots that came to her knees. Her sword was sheathed, and gripped tightly in a gloved hand as she looked on towards the parking lot. Her auburn hair was pulled back in a loose ponytail, save for her bangs, which she brushed out of her eyes with her free hand. 
Then she ran. The start was so sudden, She was halfway along the wall before I realized, and I bolted after her. As she came to the end she leaped off, slinging her sword scabbard over a shoulder, and landed without breaking her stride. As I caught up to her, the flash of a memory blinded me, and I was jolted awake. 
I reached over for my iPod and squinted against the sudden brightness as I checked the time. It was four in the morning. Technically Three. Damn farmers. The dream was still vivid in my mind. I didn't consider Becca having ninja moves, even though she's skilled with the jian. Then again, her stride was much like Ezio from Assassin's Creed II, so there's that mystery solved. 
The memory was still flashing through my mind, like the shadows of a firework when you close your eyes. She was the first. I can still see that blonde ponytail swaying along with her hips as she glided along the sidewalk. And the spark of mischief in her green eyes when she turned around on her rollerblades and smiled at me. 
That was well over a decade ago. A strange remembrance to have, but then chasing after Becca would have brought that up, I suppose.  The girl in my memories moved away soon after that summer. The one in my musings still has her story to share. Mayhaps she is the inheritor of her smile, and the possibilities therein. Time will tell. 
I still have an hour and a half before I must arise. I'll try to ask her before then.