As I awake, a light is shined in my eyes. The sun from my window.
I stretch my body like a cat. I finally stand up and begin to get undressed to only be dressed again.
I leave my hair down and my face clean from make up.
I walk out the back door into the forest where the trees stand tall.
I breathe the sweet air and fill my lungs.
Walking to my hammock held by my two favorite trees, I lay down.
The air is always different by the trees. It's much easier to breathe in and enjoy life.
Convinced myself that the trees have a spell and the spell makes you love them.
The sounds that the forest made were heavenly. Except one. There was a loud crunchy noise as if someone was walking. It was strange because nobody was ever here except me considering this was our property.
My body jolted up as I heard a voice. It was a boy.
"Have you been here long?" I asked ignoring what e said a minute ago.
He nodded, "Yeah." His voice was small.
"Oh." I said. I stared at his body and studied his form.
"Is that weird?" He asked trying not to look me in the eyes.
"No. It's fine." I smiled. Standing up, I realized how tall he was.
"I'm Markusi." He smiled.
"Anabethia."
"You have a very lovely name." He smiled wide.
I blushed, "Thank you."
He was gorgeous. He had glasses and brown flippy hair. His style was very satisfying. His skin was perfect. He was perfect.
YOU ARE READING
The way the trees move
Teen FictionEveryone wishes to be something else. Anabethia wishes to be like the trees. She's in love with them. Markusi is in love with her. He watches her from the trees and sees her in new lights. What kind of romance can spark from the trees?
