mid-day | lesbian romance WlW

{2} Maria & Mirai

POV Maria Calvano

I felt her warmth, her thoughts so kind, so good, I couldn't see much of her childhood only a lot of love. I smelled the paper, the ink of the pen she was using , her perfume, the wild flowers in her head and unfortunately her blood. Sweet light but little accid blood, probably a vegetarian that eats too much fruit and takes too much medication, and her mouth smelled like fresh apples.

And then I was behind her, 3 feet away. I shouldn't but I'm week, I was hunger for a warmth feeling and blood. I thought I was horrific, like the killer but she gave me a sweet smile and spoke something about snails.

I was completely overwhelmed, her black hair was ealthy and she had rosy chiks and a beautiful brown skin. And I didn't kill her only because her smile, I made her feel good, I'm accepted in her world, a strange but marvelous existence. She made me appreciate that I was there. Her dress, oh, her sweet dress, looked like a country girl living in a cottage in my old days, and her scarf handmade with many flaws but that she loved so much. Over her head was a scarf white with embroidery of many flowers.

She was truly devine, her voice was fragile, filled with empathy. And her drawing was horrible if she was trying to copy the snail, but made me so happy, was in a page fulled with memories of this forest and a strange frog with a hat. She wrote a poem after it, it read:

Frog, frogs
With little hats make me wonder
Of princess and lovely picnics near the lake

The lake, lake
Its filled with nice RABIT( I don't know how to wright a poem!!!!)

It really was a chaotic sketchbook. I started to imagining what would Edward Cullen see in her head, but I know I could only feel happiness.

"I'm sorry to interrupt you, I never saw a human this deep in the forest" I said frankly, " Well, you have an eye to see things don't you?"

" Oh, I try but is just so confusing... It's funny how you talk about your own kind, are we your enemy?" she responded really fast and assuring eye contact.

I laughed. " Well don't we all think that"

" I believe in human kind, I have hope, they are not my anemie, sometimes, we are our own enemy's" she answered while touching a tree and eating a cookie. " Do, do... Do you want something to eat?"

How hilarious, I'm sure that in her bag was anything I would enjoy, and I've smelled and drinked worst blood than hers.

" No, thank you, I just had an apple." I said, lying and laughing of this situation in my own mind.

" I love apples, what's your favorite? Mine's green, are so fresh!" she answered with the most excitement in the world. She really was a weird creature, and her smelly blood made her presence acceptable, really weird.

" Were are my manners?! I'm so sorry, my name is Maria" I tried not to vow "What's yours?"

"Maria . . .
The most beautiful sound I ever heard.
All the beautiful sounds of the world in a single word . . .
Maria!
I've just met a girl named Maria,
And suddenly that name
Will never be the same
To me.
Maria!
I've just kissed a girl named Mar-..." she sang, and realized what she said." I'm sorry I love musicals... I didn't mean to desrespect you. "

I was choked, again, she's so out of the box, she really sang to me, to a stranger? No, did she really sang at all? I'm so petrefied, she's so unusual and made me interested in her, it wasn't a good taught... But it really was, I didn't have time to think, a vampire, without breath for laughing so much.