YOUNG LOVE , Fulton Reed

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THE MEET

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NARRATIVE POV

The young boy, around the age of 7, stared down at the young girl who was only 7 and a half years old. She smiled up at him, her freckled pale cheeks making her look innocent and her bouncy red hair shining in the sun. Eden extended her hand towards him in a friendly gesture and asked, "I'm Eden, Eden Cunningham! And what's your name?". Her words seemed to fill the boy with excitement and his face flushed a light shade of red. His eyes softened like a puppy, something that is sure to make any girl's heart skip a beat when he grows up.

Fulton nervously extended his hand and was surprised at the warmth he felt when Eden placed her small hand in his. With an embarrassed flush on his cheeks, he introduced himself and gave a shy smile. "I'm Fulton, Fulton reed," he said. Just then, a woman with a head of wild red hair, identical to Eden's, came into view and asked if he was lost. Fulton immediately shook his head, still maintaining eye contact with Eden, as her mother gave a knowing smirk.

"Well, we have to get going. Eden, why don't you say goodbye to your new friend?" Fulton and Eden smiled at each other as they said their farewells, their connection palpable to those around them. Eden said her goodbyes with a wave from her small hand.

Fulton was mesmerized by the girl he had just met with a sudden realization that he had just begun his journey of young love. His eagerness to know more about her pushed him to go to her games to figure out that she was a part of the district 5 hockey team.

This was when Fulton's infatuation with hockey grew and every time he saw her smile, it would fill him with a sense of contentment and ease. He thought to himself "Her smile is all I need". Even if she were to love someone else or gain feelings for a man, Fulton would always be there for her in her hardest times, no matter what. That's what true love was in his eyes.

He was willing to do anything for her, no matter how great the cost; even if it meant traversing the depths of hell and returning unscathed. He would step in and defend her when the hockey team, the Hawks, started to pick on her and her group. For him, it was not about the group, but rather the hope of protecting her and making sure that the smile on her face stayed put, the same smile that brought him such peace.