Once Upon a Flower

Chapter 1

Storm's POV:

I stepped into the 'Good Earth Flower Shop' feeling fresh and ready to start a new a day. I took in a big gulp of air. "Ok. Let's do this."

I was welcomed by a burst of color and fresh fragrances. All the flowers and plants were standing proudly with their petals and leaves up high, as if they were happy to see me.

Shirley greeted me with her usual bright smile. Shirley Bloomingdale, the owner of the flower shop, in her mid twenties with chocolate brown eyes and silky ginger hair, was the sweetest and prettiest woman I had ever seen. She always smiled and spoke kindly to everyone.

Btw, she was an amazing florist. Every flower or plant she grew were always fresh and healthy, and they would stay that way for quite some time. Shirley knew every method possible to grow a healthy plant. I mean, how the hell was she able to grow BLUE roses??!!

" Good morning Storm.", she said in the same soft voice. " Good morning Shirley. Did you have fun at Dev's little brother's birthday party last night?"

"I sure did. The children loved the flower crowns you made Storm. All the little girls were fangirling over them."

"You know,"she added with a sly grin. "Dev was pretty bummed out that you weren't able to make to the party". Ugh. I knew why. Shirley told me that Dev had a mega-huge crush on me. He was totally obsessed with me and that sometimes was a big pain in the ass. And he was an even bigger ass. In fact he was the king of assholes. (I can't say ass because that sounds weird. He doesn't even have a big ass. Wait why did I write that?)

I rolled my eyes and sighed as I handed Shirley a pot full of yellow marigolds. You just love teasing me, don't you?

I loved working at the 'Good Earth Flower Shop'. It's the most popular flower shop in LA, and I can earn a decent amount of money here. It's the only place where I can be myself, where I can be at peace, far away from my...........troubles.

"Storm could you please help me with these flower crowns? Miss Torres needs them for her party this weekend. Thank goodness they're almost done."

"Huh? What crowns?"

Shirley waved her hand in front of my face." Hello? Earth to Storm. Come in Storm. Flower crowns? Miss Torres? Party? Remember?"

"Right right. I remember now. Yeah sure i'll finish them off."

Mrs Torres was famous in Los Angeles for her big blowout parties. Well, she's pretty rich. No, cancel that. She's FILTHY RICH. She owns one of the largest film industries in the world. It's called Globe Studios . But, she was our best best customer. How could we refuse to help our best customer. and if she was in a great mood,( I repeat, GREAT mood not GOOD mood) she would sometimes invite me and Shirley to her parties. But neither of us have actually gone to her celebrity parties. Not that I want to go.

I sat on a chair beside the counter and began to work on never the flower crowns.

As I was making a flower crown out of daisies,I looked at the small amber paneled mirror placed on the counter and sighed. Cocoa brown hair, cream coloured skin, and startling grey eyes. That's me.

Shirley often told me that my grey eyes were the most striking feature about me. But I only find them dull and gloomy.

The worst thing about my eyes were that they would turn the color of dark storm clouds whenever I saw red. (And yes that's why everyone calls me Storm) I was laughed at by other kids before. I still remember the day when my classmates nicknamed me "Mrs Dementer" in sixth grade, because I looked like one.

How much ever I try to fit in, I end up causing some sort of trouble. That's the reason I have very few friends. But I don't care. My few friends are awesome and I love them.

I began to sing one of my favorite songs softly. It has always been a weird quirk of mine. Whenever I think about sad things I immediately start singing. But, can never bring myself to sing loudly as I had a really bad case of stage fright. I can't even sing in front of my family members.

I began to sing 'All Of Me' by John Legend . It was slow, sweet, and the lyrics were so good. I fall in love with this song, every time I hear it.

                  Cause all of me,
                  Loves all of you.
                 Love your curves
                And all your edges
     All your perfect imperfections.

Give your all to me
I'll give my all to you,
You're my end and my beginning,
Even when when I lose,
I'm winning.

Cause I'll give you all of me.
And you'll give me all of you.
Oh oh.

"Wow!You have a damn good voice!"

Huh?Wait a second. That wasn't Shirley's voice.

I turned around.

Oh shit!

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Hey guys. Hope you liked the first chapter. Sorry if it's a little short. It's my first story.😅

The next chapter is the mystery character's POV. I'll try my best to update the story asap. Thanks 😊