Traingers

🚂-Fairy-Trail-🚂

🌅9:15 am🌅

Our little moment in the garden was interrupted when some parents shouted at us as their little kids were around.

My companion and I just looked at each other and burst into laughter. Nothing was forced when it came to him.

We walked around the garden, talking about our lives and our dreams. I told him that I wanted to become an aspiring social worker. My family was against it but I wanted to help the underprivileged.

He told me that he was pursuing a degree in literature. I was surprised to hear that. I asked him more and he told me that he started finding solace in words after his mother passed away.

I asked about his family and he told me that he has two younger sisters. I told him that I have one younger brother.

Finally, I asked that one question, which I had forgotten.

"What is your actual name?"

He chuckled and replied, "Kieran Williams."

Wow. His name, itself, gave me that tingling feeling in my stomach.

"What's yours, princess?"

I chuckled back.

"Myra Andrews and nice to meet you."

"I like it but I am going to stick to princess."

I wanted to say I wouldn't want it any other way but I couldn't.

Instead I said, "Isn't it weird that we didn't even ask each other's name earlier?"

We were walking side by side. His elbow touching mine.

He shrugged.

"Names are just tags. You don't get to know a person from the name. A guy named Lucifer might as well be the kindest guy around. A girl named Taylor might not always be heartbroken."

I laughed at his last sentence.

"Why do you call me princess, Kieran?" I liked the way his name rolled off my tongue. Kieran. Kieran.

"When we talked, you told me about fairytales and your obsession with them."

I looked at him. "But I am no princess nor do I have a fairytale."

He smiled and said, "Princess, be the fairy to your own tale."