Dream team and a few more

Dnf? 💛

A/N: I did this at like 11 on a school night before a final in science. I ended up getting a 43/60 on it 😅. Now this is more important :)

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   I met him on the hill of flowers, both of our family's are at a wedding reception on top of the hill. I ran off and so did he.

"Oh, sorry didn't see you there" I say, as I bump into him.

He turns around, I freeze. He has chocolate brown eyes and dark hair, he was wearing a black suit with a blue tie, 'he's really pretty' I think.

"It's fine. I'm George, who are you?" George says, sticking his hand out. I take it,

"I'm Clay but you can call me Dream" I say, we shake hands.

"How old are you?" He asks,

"I'm 14 and a half, how about you?" I say, I see his face turn a bit more red but I ignore this.

"I'm 14 and two thirds" he says proudly, I giggle a bit, "why don't we go to the top" he asks,

"Ok!" I say, he grabs my hand causing me to blush a bit, he drags me up the hill. We get to the top,

"So what's your favorite flower, if you have one? If not, what's your favorite color?" George asks,

"I like orchids and my favorite color's green" I say, "what about you?"

"I like the lilacs but I like blue" he says,

"Why do you like blue?" I ask, he giggles a bit,

"It's one of the only colors I can see, that and yellowish brown. Why do you like green?" He says,

"I don't know honestly, it's just kind of pretty" I say, "when's your birthday?"

"August 31st, when's yours?" He says,

"August 5th" I say, he grabs my hand and drags me to the tree,

"You wanna try climbing this?" He asks, I nod my head.

He puts his leg over the first branch, straddling it, he then stands up on it and holds his hand out for me. I grab it and he pulls me up with him, I almost fall off and he laughs a bit. He grabs a branch to our right and pulls himself up on it, he then stands on it again but this time goes to one on his left, he then gets up on it and holds his hand out for me so I can lift myself up onto the branch. I get up there and he helps me stand up, he grabs a branch above our head and tries to lift himself up on it,

"Give me a boost please" he says, I help him onto that branch.

He holds his hand out for me and I go up with him, he walks along the branches to get to the other side of the tree. I follow him and he sits on one particular one that has fairy lights surrounding it. We sit down there, it also has a blanket over the branch.

"So you climb this a lot, huh?" I say, he nods his head,

"Yeah, we live nearby so I just kinda hang out here. I used to stay here with someone named Wilbur but he moved last week." George says, I look into his chocolate eyes, it feels as if I'm melting into his eyes.

"Oh, do you wanna hang out here, I live near enough so I can come here often." I say, he smiles,

"Yea" he responds, we look into the sunset.

"Clay" I hear a girl say,

"Oh that's my sister, Drista, I'm going to go, she's probably looking for me to tell me it's time to go." I say,

"Ok, see you around, Dream" he says, I smile at his slight British accent.

"See ya, George" I say, he smiles a bit.

I start to climb down the tree, I see my reflection in a puddle since it recently rained. I see my black suit with a green tie, 'I wonder if George can see this, I know he said he can only see blue and yellowish brown but maybe green looks different' I think.

"Clay! There you are!" I hear Drista say,

"Hey" I say, looking at the ground so she can't see the slight dusting of blush I have for George.

"Why are you here?" She asks,

"I saw some kid over here but he had to leave so I just kinda stayed here" I say,

"Ok! Also mom wants to leave now so let's go" she says,

"Ok! Give me one more second" I say, she nods her head and starts to walk back down.

I go to where George is,

"Hey George, one more thing, do you have a phone, if you do can I have your number?" I say, he hands a paper down, "thanks" I go to my family, placing the paper in my pocket. We drive back home and I go to sleep that night thinking about the kid I met in the park called George. I think about how much I love everything about him, his perfect eyes and hair, his suit. I think about what he would look like in casual clothes, blushing at the thought of him wearing one of my sweatshirts. I love George, but I don't know if he loves me back. I let sleep overtake me, dreaming about George the whole night

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Anyways that was the fluff-ish thing.

I might make a second part of this.

Am gonna work on my second book now bc I'm bored.

Don't die plz

-Dasy