I feel a glove in the right side of my pocket. I pull it out to find Nikki's little violet glove smaller than my hand. It puts a smile in my face because it feels as if her little skinny long fingers are in my pocket warming up. I make sure its there every 5 minutes, and yet it still puts a smile in my face. Thinking of her during class, passing periods, calling her during advisory, and holding on tight to her glove like when i hold her hand during the store or before she runs towards the road. I see the glove and i see Nikki's smile one it, i carry her in my pocket and in my heart.