"oh, um.. th-thank you." I looked up and smiled. Who is this guy? He must be new. I wonder if a girl like me has a chance of being his "girl"? I think that's what they call it.. Anyways, I went inside, sat down and tried to study for next week's final exams but I simply could not get him off of my mind. I looked over to the greek-mythology section and seen the boy I had been daydreaming of. He had beautiful golden blonde hair that swept perfectly to the side. He was about 5'6 and he had not one flaw. He had on khaki skinny jeans, a red v-neck, and all red vans. As I was about to look away he glanced over and smiled at me. He walked over and slowly sat down. I had never felt this feeling before. Butterflies are so wierd.. but a good kind of wierd. He looked at me and said "Hello again, angel. I do not think I got to fully introduce myself, my name is Justin Drew. I just moved here." I could feel myself blushing again. "Hi, Justin Drew. My name is-" "Isabella, right?" "Isabella Grace if you'd like to be specific." I smiled. "Well, Isabella Grace, I realize that I met you only 45 minutes ago but, with your approval I'd be honored if you would accompany me to a little place I know of on the corner of 1st and 7th Main Street." "Woah there, grasshopper, you don't want to seem too eager, now do you?" he looked down and laughed, I could tell he was embarrassed, but it was extremely entrancing so it was quite impossible to feel regretful. So I replied, "But, yes Justin. I would love to. But.. only with the approval of my 3 bestfriends." he looked confused and said "And your parents?" "Oh, my parents don't have much to do with me anymore." I looked down but I could tell he was eager to know more so I continued. "I live with one of my very best friends, Gracie Mae, but she's also my cousin. I've lived with her for about a year and a half. That's when I walked out on my parents. Well, my mom and my step-dad, Kevin that is. I could never please my mom and she was always extremely abusive. I finally got tired of it and left. But enough about me, Mr.Justin Drew. What about yourself?" He replied, "Oh me? I live with my mom, my step-dad, who is usually a complete dick, and my little brother." "And your biological Dad?" "Oh, he lives about an hour away. I visit him sometimes on the weekend. But, he usually just blows me off. I mostly depend on myself and God for everything." He was so perfect, he's handsome, sweet, and believes in God? "I really hope this works out." I thought to myself. He got up and secured his books in his arms. He looked down to meet eyes with me "Isabella Grace, are you coming?" I couldn't help but to contemplate the perfection of everything about him. "Yes, im coming. We're going to introduce you to my friends, and attain their approval, right? "With hope, yes." he replied. We walked over to the checkout desk, as I examined the books he had selected, it seemed to me that we liked to read a lot of the same things. As we walked out of the library he said, "Isabella Grace, I sure do hope you drive. I haven't got my licenses yet." I looked at him to assure that he was being serious and let out a tiny giggle. He looked at me and laughed. I wasn't sure if it was the kind of laugh that applies when you are thinking, "That is the most adorable thing i've ever heard." or the kind of laugh that applies when you are thinking, "That is the goofiest thing I've ever heard." either way I just gave him a smile and started walking. "So how old are you Justin?" I implied to stop the awkward silence that had came between us. "I turned sixteen just last March. March 27th, to be exact. Which is why I haven't got my licenses yet, and how old are you, Isabella Grace?" "I'm seventeen. I turned seventeen last December. December 23rd. Almost a Christmas baby!" I replied. He looked at me and conveyed a crooked smile, a smile that I hadn't seen him give before. It..it made me feel so earnest inside. Like I had known him my whole life.
As we started to walk up the street to get to my townhouse, I decided to take the long way that cuts through this diminutive town to show Justin around, being new is always a struggle, especially if you don't know anything about the place you're being tortured to start a new life in. I would know from my mom and adopted dad's lagging divorce. I seriously could not believe my mother lasted 10 years with that sickened man. I hadn't been talking much, which isn't very incompatible to my everyday life, so Justin stopped me and asked if I was okay. I replied by saying "Oh, yeah. I'm sorry. I get caught up in my thoughts frequently. I'm okay." I loved that he was so caring. Honestly, I was starting to think I would be alone my whole life. I had been praying for God to bring a miracle into my life. Someone who would love me for who I am.. someone who would think I'm beautiful just by being me. Maybe this is it. Maybe he is my miracle.
We proceeded to walk through town as I showed him all of my favorite places to relax and read but, we hadn't made it to my most favorite place yet, once we got to my townhouse, I took him by the hand and started whisking through the trees in the backyard following the path I had made that was a hidden world to everyone else that existed. I didn't like to show anyone this spot, it's where I usually go to get away from everything.. to feel free. But, I had a feeling about Justin. As we were running, Justin called out, "Where are we going? I thought we were going to meet your best frie-uh.. cousi-um.. Gracie?" I didn't say a word, all I was focused on was getting to the place where all of my dreams come alive. Once we finally got to the log over the river that seperates the real world from my own, I spoke to him and said "This is it, this is where I go to get away." The birds were chirping, the sunlight was glistening, and the gratifying smell of spring consumed the air and I just stood there taking it all in. It didn't even come to my attention that Justin was around until he came up behind me, taking my hand, and started dancing with me, twirling me around as if I were a princess. "This really is where my dreams come true." I said aloud. He pulled me into his embrace, and I then realized this is what it feels like to truly feel beautiful.
"You.. are beautiful, Isabella Grace." he said as he tucked my brown hair behind my ear. That was the first time anyone had ever told me that. I looked into his eyes, searching for the words to reply with, but I simply couldn't. His eyes.. they're just so irresistible. His eyes were blue, the kind of blue eyes that you get lost in. He gently caressed his hand against my face as he pulled me in to kiss me but he stopped. "Why did he stop?" I asked myself. "Did I do something wrong?" I was extremely confounded. I looked down to hide my embarrassed face, but he tilted it back up only to say, "who's the eager one now?" followed by a wink right before he started tickling me as if he'd known exactly where all of my ticklish spots were. "Ah! You jerk!" I squealed as we both fell to the ground laughing. After we layed there for about 10 minutes I got up and grabbed one of his hands to pull him up.
