4 Years Too Long

Chapter 1

Beca likes to reminisce on her summer in Germany. Her host family was so sweet. They had only one child, and he was 6. They had always wanted to host someone. Beca loved learning the language. She had 3 years from school, but nothing teaches you more than being in the country, and speaking it constantly.

The summer passed all too quickly, and soon the school year was about to start. Beca didn't want to leave. She loved her host family. She felt more welcome there than at her own home in the states. They treated her like family. She was brought along to all the gatherings, and was greeted by loving embraces.

At one family gathering, Beca had seen one of the most gorgeous specimens she had ever laid eyes on. Her host family saw that she had noticed their niece, so they decided to introduce one another. From that moment on, they were inseparable until Beca had to go back home. Promising each other that they would write often. Planning to visit back and forth.

Their last embrace felt like they were saying goodbye forever. Which for all they knew, they were. Beca didn't want to let go. She didn't to leave, but her plane was boarding, and it was now or never. She gave her host family one last hug, and boarded the plane.

Beca was already beating herself up for not telling the girl she loved her. For not kissing her. For not being completely honest. It was too late. The plane was taking off. She decided to take out her notebook and write her a note telling her everything. How much she loved the way the girls hair shone in the sun, and how her eyes would change shades with her mood. That when she looked at Beca, and decided to start calling her Tiny Maus, Beca could have sworn her heart was beating out of her chest like a cartoon.

Beca wrote for hours on the plane. Pages and pages filled her notebook. Describing in perfect detail how one person could capture her heart in such a short time. How she loved cuddling with her under the sun, trying to decide what each cloud looked like. Laughing for hours on end.

She had never felt a love this strong, and she was sure that she never would again. This blonde goddess had stolen her heart, and Beca was never planning on taking it back.

Beca never sent the letter. She never sent any letter, but neither had the other girl. Both too stubborn to write first she guessed. She decided to keep it or herself, and a reminder of the summer she had met her true love, even if she were to never see her again.