Finally after almost an hour Troyler found Jasper. His clothes were drenched for clouds had covered the sky soon after Jasper had stormed out of the house. He had been walking through the woods nearby. They used to play there when they were little kids and he knew Jasper went there sometimes when he needed to get away. Jasper sat against a tree in a clearing in the woods with his head held in his hands shaking. Immediately he looked up having sensed another presence. Jasper looked around considering making another getaway, but decided it was best not to since he'd probably lost or Troyler would manage to find him again. Jasper stood up and put on a poker face. "What are you doing here?" Jasper asked.
Troyler laughed. "You really have had no idea have you?" he asked.
"If you're just going to laugh at me I'd rather you not and just leave please," he replied.
Troyler smiled. "Jasper, I like you too," Troyler said.
"What?" Jasper said in disbelief wondering if his ears had fooled him somehow.
"Don't make me say it again," Troyler said blushing.
"Oh my gods. You're blushing!" Jasper exclaimed.
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How Rainbows Came to Be
HumorA stupid folktale I had to write for English class, but it is.. quite original to say the least. I really wonder about the teachers reaction when she read it. And the dialogue is really awkward.. but if anyone has to write a stupid folktale here is...
