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N E V A E H

My next stop is the garden. I would go to my room even though I just left, but I feel like I've been cramped indoors for a while, so why not enjoy nature for a change. Surprisingly, I know exactly where to go and I didn't forget the directions Spencer had given to me just yesterday. 

It's kind of hard not to, once too much information enters my mind, I just forget everything which goes to show how pointless it is to learn things.

The garden is just as exquisite as the rest of the house and it's obviously gigantic as well. I can see a main color scheme of green- no duh, it's a garden- there is a rectangular wooden crate for each plant grown in the garden, with its name implanted right in front of it.

As I venture further, I see a hidden pathway with large pieces of rocks to set the path. I follow them and on each side of me are flowers of all kinds along with tall and hanging trees. Before I realize it, there's a clear blue pond with bright yellow ducks swimming here and there.

Milky white swans gnawing on some plants near by while the frogs where far away hopping from lily pad to lily pad. I, for one, am surprised that the frogs are still alive, I would've thought that the ducks and swans would've eaten them up already.

"Estelle!" I turn around as I hear my name being called. Who is that? I was squinting my eyes but I still couldn't identify who it was calling my name with the sun beaming brightly in my eyes.

I swear I'm slowly going blind.

The figure walked closer to me until I could finally identify who it was. It was Alessia. Her striking blue eyes raked over my appearance, which wasn't much of anything. Just a mini dress that I wore with the white slippers.

She on the other hand, looked as beautiful as one could look in gardening attire. Jean overalls; the bottom rolled up to her ankles; with a white tank top underneath which she paired with a pair of sandals and a beach hat. 

She's fucking stunning, I don't care.

"Good morning, Estelle, how are you?" Alessia asks, dropping the shovel to the ground and dusting her gloved hands against each other.

I smiled at her greeting, admiring how welcoming she's been since I came here, "I'm okay, you?"

"I'm great, just trying to get as much garden work done as I can." She squinted at the sun beating at her face, bringing her hand up to block it.

I actually haven't done anything outdoorsy in a while, so gardening would be nice. "Do you need help with any of it?" I asked, kneeling down beside her despite the fact that I was wearing a short dress. At least I wore biker shorts under.

"Sure, why not?" Alessia handed me an extra shovel and a pair of garden gloves that lay beside her. As soon as I kneeled down, I put my resources to use and got right to work. 

More than a few minutes had passed of me digging out some holes in the soil for new plants and pulling out the weeds. Alessia was just telling me about how she started her garden and how much passion she felt towards it. 

"So, what kind of plants do you grow?" I ask as we get up to move to another section; grabbing soil from the bag and the plants in their little pots. 

Her eyes sparkled as if she were in deep thought which brought a smile to my face, "I grow mostly stuff for my cooking, a whole lot of vegetables, and flowers. Lots and lots of flowers." She smiled when she said that.

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