Thet Begining of It All

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His eyes shone like the sea. Crystal clear blue and deep as the sky. He bent over my body as I lay motionless on the ground. He reaches out a hand to pull me up. I only focus on the radiant features of his face. The brilliant eyes, strong jaw, red lips, the slightly bent curve of his nose, and strong scent of cologne.

"Are you gonna get up or what?"

His rough voice carried and woke me from my daze.

My name is Lillian Rose but most people call me Lily Rose. I'm fifteen years old and I'm a sophomore Mountain Glen High School in Glenmont, Ohio. Me, being the clumsy girl that I am, trip over the desk on my way out of the final class of the day.

I accept his embrace and am immediately standing next to him. He is tall. Extremely tall. I look up at his kind and smiling face and thank him.

"No problem. Just don't let it happen again."

A smile that lights up the room instantly spreads across his face.

"So what's your name?" I ask.

"Ryder. Yours?"

"Lillian, but you can call my Lily Rose or Lily."

"Okay then. How about Flower Girl? Or maybe Baby Blossom? Oh! I've got it! Bloom!" Ryder exclaimed excitedly.

"Bloom? Baby Blossom?"

"My grandmother's name was Poppy and we called her by those names."

"Oh then in that case, Baby Blossom it is!"

And together we walked down the hall and out into the freedom of the country air.

And in that moment, I knew. I just knew. That this was just the beginning of something amazingly wonderful.

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