The Difference a Year Makes (Rain one-shot fic)
The Difference a Year Makes
Did you ever like me back? Those words rang in her mind as she stood there, looking through the doorway of a familiar bookstore chain at an unfamiliar mall. Ian had suggested they make a pitstop here, that it might be fun to shop at a mall in another town, that they had plenty of time to get back before Sunday evening. All these things were true, of course, but as Allison saw the oddly familiar face of a stranger in the bookstore chairs, she began to wonder if maybe the universe had guided her here. That, of course, depended entirely on if that girl with the long, brown braid was who she seemed to be.
How does one approach someone who seems familiar in this manner, though? Allison suspected it might be a bit much to go running up, yelling a name that clearly wouldn't belong to the person she was trying to talk to. But then again, her brain reminded her that Ryan was pretty bad at picking up on subtl