Quick Love

"It was love at first sight, at last sight, at ever and ever sight."

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He opens his eyes and sighs, irritated. He hates being woken up the second he manages to fall asleep. He kicks his feet and stretches. Without his alarm clock, he had no idea what time it was, but he could hear voices arguing outside the door to his room. He slips out of the window and looks around for something to do. His eyes dance with excitement. The sun is just beginning to rise, casting an orange-pink hue across the sky. The birds sing their morning song, and a gentle breeze blows through the trees. He decides to go for a walk along the beach; sand between his toes felt good.

He runs his fingers through the sand as he walks, admiring its unique texture. He gazes out at the horizon and marvels at how vast it is - stretching infinitely into eternity. The waves crash against each other in a mesmerizing rhythm that puts him in a trancelike state of peace. A small flock of seagulls soar overhead, cawing at one another as they ride on drafts of warm air.

As he continues his walk, he eventually notices a silhouette in the distance. It takes him a moment to realize that someone is sitting at the edge of the shore, and as he gets closer, he can make out more details of the figure. It is an older man with grey hair and a kind face. The man looks up at him with a gentle smile, and He feels himself relax in his presence.

The sand is warm beneath his feet as Andrew sits beside him on the beach. He introduced himself and exchange names - his name is Thomas, and he used to work as an accountant but now spends most of his time fishing and writing poetry by the sea. He turns to Andrew - “What brings you here?”

A calm swirl of emotions twirls in Andrew’s stomach before he smiles softly at the stranger - “I’m looking for inspiration, anything that could help me find a way out of my situation… and hoping I’ll find more than just that.”

Thomas nods knowingly and says, “That makes two of us. You will find your way, whether it’s here or elsewhere - just have faith and keep going.”

Relieved and pleased with this piece of wisdom, they soon shook hands and say their goodbyes; as soon as Andrew feels Thomas’ skin against his own palm, he has this feeling that they will meet again. His footsteps feel light as they crunch over the sand beneath him and he can almost see himself walking away from everything back home, towards something better. As he walks away, a warmth spreads through his chest like butterflies fluttering in a summer sky; maybe everything will be fine after all.

He heads back in the direction of school, and as he gets closer, he notices people looking at him curiously - a few of them pointing and whispering behind his back. It’s only after he passes a shop window that he realizes why; there is a dark bruise on his cheek, just above his eye. He looks away quickly, hoping no-one noticed and continues walking until he reaches school. He is constantly asked about the bruise on his cheek, but Andrew never mentions what happened. He just smiles sadly and shakes his head before continuing on his way.

As he enters the school, he feels a sense of relief to be safe from any further questioning. He walks to his locker and opens it, his thoughts drifting back to Addy. He wonders if she noticed the bruise, and if she did, what she thought of it. He decides to text her, just to let her know he’s okay.