Cerulean
I unlocked the chain on the door on the balloon once we landed. He stepped out and looked at me. He memorised my every feature as if his life depended on it, and I did the same to him. I made sure to remember the little scar on his nose and the wrinkle in his forehead. I knew the freckle on his neck and the swift auburn of his hair.
I didn’t know if he was single, as he didn’t know if I was. I wasn’t even sure if his name was really Sebastian.
I did know that I would never forget today.ϟ
Michelle Heights is a seventeen-year-old hot air balloonist. She had been fascinated by the colours and sights since she was little and has been working at Blue Skies Balloons’ since she was fifteen. But after an encounter with a stranger one thousand feet above the ground, Michelle is not so sure about what she’s always known. And when she meets that stranger again, will he remember her? - And will she be disappointed if he does?
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This is a short story I'm submitting for The Watty's. It probably won't win, but it'll be nice to have something completed on here! But since it IS for the Watty's I beg you to remember to vote and comment on every chapter along with share my story (please!). I sound like a brat right now, but I will seriously appreciate it.
new note: oops i didn't finish in time. i hope you continue reading anywasy lol
xoxo mar
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Cerulean
Short StoryI unlocked the chain on the door on the balloon once we landed. He stepped out and looked at me. He memorised my every feature as if his life depended on it, and I did the same to him. I made sure to remember the little scar on his nose and the wrin...