𝐂𝐄𝐂𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐀 𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐍𝐄'𝐒 return to La Push, Washington was meant to be spent in tranquility. A space outside of white rooms and beeping machines. A space where she can dive into the reminiscence of her care free childhood. However, her life fl...
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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐋 could not ring fast enough. It seems as though time was moving at such a slow pace between the time she asked him on a date and the time school ended. Quil is impatiently tapping his pencil against the desk, while staring at the clock. Several times he has zoned out, and several times has those moments led to his leg jumping at an unceremoniously fast rate, causing it to hit the underside of the gum spoiled desk. Cecelia's in a similar situation. Her teeth gnaw on the pink eraser of her pencil, as she zones completely out of her last class. Worksheet blank, book open to the wrong page. When the bell finally rings and relieves them both, the nervousness kicks in.
As Cecelia makes a beeline for the front of the school where she promised to meet Quil, she's tugged aside. She squeaks as the girl's bathroom door closes in front of her, and turns to the culprit, "Kim," she sighs in relief.
Kim smirks at her and without a word, she begins to start fixing Cecelia up. She tucks Cecelia's hair back, and straightens the collar of her jacket. Cecelia stills under her care and simply watches her. Kim turns and pulls a thin tube out of the side pocket of her back. "Kissy face," she says and Cecelia puckers her lips. Kim gently drags the stick of her lip gloss across Cecelia's lips. When she finishes, she pulls back with a soft smile, staring softly at her friend's safe. Kim then tucks the lipgloss in Cecelia's front pocket. "There, now you're ready," Kim says softly. Cecelia tears up as Kim simply smiles at her. "Why are you crying sugarboo?" Kim coos and Cecelia giggles at the nickname. Cecelia sniffles and rubs her nose before throwing her arms around Kim. "Nothing, just a little sensitive I guess," she dismisses and Kim pinches her cheek. "You're so cute," she says, "now go on and meet lover boy. Shoo shoo!"
With that Cecelia's out the door in no time. She weaves her way through the remaining students as she rushes to the front. She pauses at the door and takes a breath. "Okay Cee, you got this," she breathes. "One...two...three," she opens the door with a smile, but it quickly fade upon missing the curly haired boy. "Quil?" She calls out, scanning the area.
Suddenly, she hears footsteps rushing in her direction and she turns to them. All she sees is a mop of her flopping towards her direction and she squeals as she has to take a step back, in order to avoid collision. Quil stops next to her, taking only two breaths to stop panting- wolf perks, as one may say. He then shoves his hand forward, it's filled with an assortment of yellow dandelions, and a few empty stems. "I had to run all the way to the north side of the school by the field to get these, since I didn't have time to get you flowers or anything," he quickly explains, but then he frowns, noticing the empty stems. "Oh no," he pouts, "they're supposed to be the ones you make a wish on."
Cecelia giggles, "the white stuff must've flown off while you were running." He doesn't say anything but continues pouting, thinking she wasn't impressed. He slowly lowers his hand, but she quickly stops him. Taking the flowers into her own hands, and pulling him forward. She stands on her tippy toes and gives him a light kiss on the side of his jaw. "Thank you, I love them," she says. He blushes and looks away from her for a second. "Y-you're welcome," he stutters out.
