You must be a god

This boy...

As I look out the window I realize how...gorgeous it is today. Today seems like a perfect day to go flower picking, I grab my jacket from the coat rack.

"DAD IM GOING TO THE FLOWER FIELD NEAR BY!!!" I yell to my father who is always working on 'government stuff'.

"OK PHILIP BUT BE BACK BY DAWN OR ELSE YOU WILL GET EATEN BY THE GREAT BANSHIES OF THE NIGHT" my dad said obviously joking.

I giggled a bit, grabbed my basket, and left for the flower field. It doesn't take long to walk before I get to my field and it was usually empty, but not today. I saw a boy walking through the flowers and weeds with what seemed to be a book, he had brown eyes, red-ish brown hair and was wearing black. I've never seen anyone roam throughout these fields, but today was different I don't know what is so different, however as I got closer to the tree line I could hear a gasp. We were only kids at the time and we were childish so he hopped down and pulled a wooden sword on me.

I stumbled backwards and say "Woah—what are you doing with that thing? Why are you in this field?"

He didn't sound like me..he sounded weird almost. I didn't recognize it from anywhere but I didn't know this until he spoke.

"WHO ARE YOU?! YOU HAVEN'T COME TO HURT ME HAVE YOU?!" He shouted.

I look at him with a tilted head and asked him about his accent. He told me that he is from Britain and that at one time the American citizens and British folk fought, I was obviously shocked now realizing why my father hated the sound of guns.

I tilt my head "Wow...really??"

"Yes..unfortunately we lost.....I'm Samuel what's your name?" He had said with a slight smile.

"I'm philip Hamilton! Nice to meet you why are you out in these fields?" I ask politely.

I just met him but I felt something that day, it had felt like my heart skipped a beat. He was so sweet—his smile full of happiness and bliss...his eyes as brown as the golden dirt that sprouts the most beautiful flowers...hair that reminds me of fire so beautiful that I don't want to look away. He was...stunning, I want to know him more but unfortunately I had left home too late. It was already dark outside, I felt bad that I left him there that day. I never saw him again.