correct, she still remembers everything

"I remember it well of course. It was a few years ago, we only have one high school in town but we both went to different middle schools. It was our first day of high school and as I entered the cafeteria with my friends, a guy lied down in front of me. That was Tim."

You nod your head. "True, I was already sitting there with my lunch, when I noticed I forgot my milk. I went back to the line, but somebody had thrown down a banana peel and of course I had to trip over it."

"Wasn't it Randall who thrown the peel?" Allison asks.

You nodded your head. "Yeah, a few days before that Randall and I argued about whether you could really trip over a banana peel. Turned out you could." Allison giggles hearing you say that and even Mrs. Smith smiled.

Mrs. Smith asks a few other questions about the past and Allison answers them correctly. Then you and her have to describe each other's feelings for each other. You have to look each other straight in the eyes and tell them what you think. It's then that as you describe your feelings for Allison looks away. Not noticeably to Mrs. Smith, but you can see it really quick. The same thing happens when Allison has to describe her feelings for you. She doesn't want to look you straight in the eyes, just like she's shy or something. Furthermore her language is way off, she's more poetic describing you as a candle in a dark room. . Her tone of voice is much more sensual than normal. Mrs. Smith doesn't notice this happening, she's just glad that the two of you still care about each other.

When the session is over Mrs. Smith gives the two of you some homework to do. Allison doesn't look good, she's pale and is a bit wavy.

"Should I get a doctor?" You ask concerned.

"No, that's okay. I just need to freshen myself up." Allison says entering the female washroom. And once again you're waiting for Allison to come out. You take out your phone and look at some of the pictures with Allison in it. It saddens you to stare at her beautiful face. Not like the one she has now, thirty years older than before.

Just as you ponder what to do Allison comes out of the stall. She looks at you and asks: