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prompt: I think it's cute that you're helping your little sister learn how to ride a bike but she just ran into my already damaged ankle and i'm angry
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When Georgia stepped out into the sidewalk just in front of her house, she should've been aware of three critical details. She was only aware of two.
The first being the fact that it was nearing 29 degrees under the scorching sun and the second, her History homework was due tomorrow. The second critical detail was the reason she was sitting outside her house despite the weather.
She knew she wouldn't get any work done with her brothers inside so she opted to tolerate the awful heat in favor of getting a good grade.
The third critical detail though, the one she has neglected, was the little girl precariously driving a little pink bike who was barreling towards her outstretched foot.
"Lady, look out!" The kid yelled as her bike fell into the gutter and Georgia thanked her reflexes when she got her leg out of the way at the last second.
"Christ," she blurted out of surprise, contented that she didn't curse in front of the seven (or eight?) year old whose bike came to a halt right beside where she sat. When she composed herself, she held a hand out to help the little girl out of the bike, "Are you alright there?"
"Yes, thank you," She mumbled and Georgia almost melted at how sweet her voice was.
She was in the middle of adjusting the girl's disheveled shirt when a boy of Georgia's age came jogging up to her, panting heavily, apologies already spewing out of his mouth before he was even in earshot, "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. I was supposed to teach her how to ride a bike but when I went inside for one second to grab her helmet, she went running off down the neighborhood."
"I'm sorry," The little girl said sheepishly as the boy Georgia assumes to be her brother bent down to his knees and pulled her into a tight hug, "I just wanted to show you what I learned while you were away."
"Don't ever do that again," He warned, shutting his eyes as he held her close to him, "I mean it Reese, you scared the ghosts out of me."
Georgia bit her lower lip to conceal her smile.
"Did she run into you?" The boy asked as he pulled away from the little girl—Reese—and the little girl responded before Georgia had the chance.
"Just nearly," She said, holding up her thumb and index finger with an inch of distance between to show him how close she came to hitting Georgia, "But she moved just in time!"
"It's fine, sweetheart," She assured, poking her cheek and the sight of her dimple made her heart warm, "No damage done."
Georgia looked up at her brother and noticed the same dimple engraved on his cheek. She swore her breath didn't hitch.
"Did you apologize?" The boy asked Reese but he was looking at Georgia and she couldn't help herself from smiling back.
"I'm sorry, miss," She gave her a shy, toothy smile and Georgia fought the urge to hug her.
"Don't worry about it," She assured and held her hand out for the little one to shake, "I'm Georgia."
"Reese!" She exclaimed, shaking her hand enthusiastically, then gesturing to the boy beside her, "This is my brother Zach! We live down there."
Georgia followed the direction where her finger pointed and saw the orange house at the end of the block before she turned her attention to Zach who already held his hand out for her to shake, "It's nice to meet both of you."
"The pleasure's ours," He grinned and Georgia almost shied away from his thousand-watt smile.
"Well," Georgia tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, "I don't want to keep you. Tell me how biking lessons go!"
"Sure! We'll be over there," Reese grinned and pointed to the other side of the road and Georgia chuckled as she dragged away her brother.
Georgia was about to begrudgingly pick up her History book when suddenly, Zach was back in front of her, nervously playing with a stray strand of hair behind his ear.
"Hello again," He greeted with a laugh, "Uh, Reese said something about wanting to hangout with you some time. I mean, if that's okay."
"Absolutely," She beamed, her heart warming, "Any time."
"Great," He smiled back, pulling his phone out of back pocket, "Could I get your number?"
Georgia bit back her smirk but raised an eyebrow at him, "For your sister?"
She took the phone anyways and started dialing in her phone number.
"Yeah," he chuckled, "For Reese. So I could just ask if you're free to hang out with her and stuff. It's convenient."
"Sure," She laughed and handed his phone back.
Zach stood in front of her for a few more moments, smiling dumbly, before he lamely pointed back towards his sister who was watching them amusedly, "Guess I should go back now. I'll see you later."
"Sure," She laughed as he turned back, "Text me."
Zach whipped around so quickly she was afraid he'd get whiplash so she tacks on, "Y'know, for your sister."
"Sure," Zach laughed, turning again and shaking his head and Georgia finally picked up her History book to actually do some reading.
Faintly, she could hear Reese whispering, "Do you have a crush on her?" with a teasing tone behind her voice and Zach's hushed responses as he dragged them away. +
hey, it's zach from earlier today :)
hi zach from earlier today!
wow corny :/
hahaha surprised to hear from you so soon
Reese was wondering if you wanted to play with her tomorrow morning :)
sure, i'd love to 😍
and i was wondering if we could get coffee after?
isn't she too young for coffee?
i was thinking just the two of us 😅
i mean, if that's alright with you?
sure 😊
okay. :D
great
see you then 😁
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I didn't even follow the prompt lmao oh well but heLLO I HAVE A QUESTION who's your fav boy in why dont we?
