some people are just light, glow, hope... human stars. -butterflies rising
Winnie, a shy girl, and harry, a outgoing boy, meet by a stolen glance. both have a love for butterflies, something so indescribable. with one simple sentence spoken, they fi...
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Harry 8:00 am
"Mum, yes I know. I know. I will say something today, I promise. Yes mum okay I need to get off here so that I can go see her now okay?" I rush around my apartment grabbing my things to slide into my bag so that I can go. "I know, I love you. Mhm bye mum." I hang up the phone and throw it into my bag. Grabbing my cardigan off of the back of the couch. I make my way out of my apartment.
I still have enough time to grab a coffee and muffin so I walk into the coffee shop I frequent. I didn't get to make any today because I woke up way later than normal and then my mum happened to call me at the worst time. I cannot be late.
Once I order my coffee and muffin I sit and wait for my name to be called. I thank the barista and make my way out of the coffee shop and to the conservatory.
I am going to say something to Honeybee today.
She's very timid and shy, I have learned over the weeks that's gone by even before she sat next to me. The way she softly asked me if she could sit next to me only made me realize that she doesn't do things like that quite often. But, she seems like she can be very outspoken and bubbly once she opens up. My plan is to slowly work my way in. Start off with something simple and work our way up to friendly banter. From there just take it however it feels right.
I make it on time paying miss Joyce for admission. "Harry, how are you sweet boy?" I smile, "I'm good, how do I look?" I hold my arms out and do a small spin for her. She gives me two thumbs up, "perfect." Miss Joyce knows that I want to always look perfect for my perfect honeybee.
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"I'm going to talk to her today..." Her mouth drops, "good I think it's been long enough." I smile and wave before I head in. I sit my bag down along with my coffee and muffin on the ground.
A few minutes go by and Honeybee walks in. Both of us share smiles as she walks to sit next to me on the bench. I eat my muffin before I read the book I started last night. She begins to write away in her journal. She looks absolutely stunning today. She always does. Who am I kidding? The blue in her cardigan brings out the ocean blue in her eyes.
After she is done writing she looks at me for a couple of minutes before she starts reading. I use this time to sketch her, something about the way she looked at me. She looked like she wanted to say something but stopped herself from doing that.
Maybe she really did want me to make the first move the entire time.
I look over at her and she got sidetracked by the creatures flying around us. She looks like she's at peace, it's now all making sense. She's just like me.
I close my sketchbook and watch the butterflies with her. Knowing this is my chance I clear my throat.
"Butterflies are blissful aren't they?" I look over at her. Her eyes meet mine quickly and she smiles. "Yeah, they are." Those three words made my heart stop. She wasn't nervous like how she was a few weeks ago when she asked to sit down. I can also tell she has a slight accent that's definitely not an accent from Massachusetts's.
