Justin took me to a beautiful flower field. Since it was still sunny out, the sun glimmered off of the petals of the flowers, making the field bloom with colors. I have never seen anything like it. I had walked around looking and smelling the pretty flowers. Deciding to sit down, I soaked in the sun too, enjoying the nature around me.
I heard a couple flowers being crunched behind me. I turned around and saw Justin with a couple ripped off flowers he took in his hands. He smiled when he caught each my attention. I smiled back and wondered why he had them.
"These are for you." He handed me the small bouquet of flowers, then taking one and placing it behind my ear.
"Aww thank you." I giggled a little. It seemed like a little kid gesture to do. Him giving me pretty flowers, me giggling. But I was enjoying this relaxation. So why not lay back and have fun.
"You're welcome. Now this isn't the only thing we're doing. So get up." He gave me a hand up and started walking again. I held the flowers in my hands smelling them every now and then. We finally arrived to some street and jay walked across to only walk some more.
"Justin, there's a lot of walking and not much seeing. When are we going to get to the place we're going?" I whined.
"Hold on. We'll be there right abouuut......now."
We had walked by some houses and arrived at some small alley way. The alley was filled with amazing paintings. Some were interesting but hey, that's art. I took the time to admire each and everyone of them. Justin was trying to explain his part of the story about what he thought the painting was about. It didn't always make sense but I made it seem like he made sense. As I finished looking at the last one, I heard my stomach growl.
"Uh, hey, Justin? Can we go eat something? I'm kinda starting to get hungry." I said as my stomach started to growl again.
"Yeah sure. There should be a good small restaurant around here."
He walked in front to guide me to it. Sure enough, it was literally down the street. It looked like it could be a house, like a garage at the bottom and the rooms at the second floor but instead of the rooms being there, it was a restaurant. The gates were made of wood to get that nature feel to it. As we walked up to the restaurant, I saw cute little lights hanged up around the wood patio type roofs.
We walked by some tables to get to the front and I felt people staring. I hate when people stare because one, it makes me uncomfortable and two, it makes me feel like I'm doing something wrong, which I'm not, but...still, I could feel them judging me.
Justin had got to the front desk and asked for a table for two. We were led to a table inside and it looked really pretty inside. The windows were open, letting the sun soak inside. There were gray couch type seats on one side of the table and on the other side were wood chairs. The lights above the seats were connected like a maze.
We were seated and handed the menus.
"Anything you guys would like to drink while you think about what to get?" She asked.
"Yes I'd like a lemonade with a little bit of ice, not a lot."
"And for you sir?" She glanced at Justin.
"Yeah can I get a Dr.Pepper please? No ice."
"Alright. A lemonade with little ice and a Dr.Pepper with no ice coming right up!" She wrote it down on the tablet and left.
I took the menu trying to find something I liked that would satisfy my hunger. Classic French Omelette caught my eyes. It look delicious.
I had my order all set in my head and looked up to see if Justin was ready. I was looking at a menu instead of Justin. He looked like he was trying to hide his face from someone.
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Perfection Doesn't Exist (Under Editing)
FanfictionHelena is an 18 year-old girl who lives in California. She was just like any other Californian girl but like every other person, she had problems no one knows about. She isn't much of a people person because in the past, people have broken her trust...