Sallart

Chapter One

So this is a fanfic i made for a friend no judging here okay 

"Hey!" I say to Arty, the wind blowing his black hair across his face.

"Hey, you alright?" he answered, I gaze into his brown eyes and tell him about how my older brother was teasing me this morning. His eyes remind me of crunchy autumn leaves hovering along the ground. He looks at me, his eyes starting at the left, then gliding along my face to the right.

How I wish he could be mine. He is perfect.

"Come on, we'll be late for school!" I realise how deep his voice is, and it makes me feel safe, as if i were in a cocoon of his protection.

I scurry along after him, wishing that maybe one day I would be good enough for him.

"Urgh, you're such a slow coach!" He gently pushes me to the side of the pavement, smiling his beautiful smile.

"No you're the slow coach!" I nudge him, savouring every moment our bodies are in contact. I quicken up my pace.

Form time went quickly. first period didn't teach me anything.That gave me more time to get caught up in a mess of my thoughts about Arty. It was like geting caught in a ball of wool! Thinking about it wouldn't give me the answers I wanted. If I wanted to know I needed to ask him. I wish he would sneak up on me and wisper in my ear all the things I want to hear.

I should ask him. I will ask him.