Loose ｡ Henry Mills [2]

5 - A PIRATE'S ADVICE

The bell rang, signalling the end of class. Henry closed his notepad, stuffing his pencil into his backpack and gathering his books into his arms. He was silently thankful for the day having finally ended. Because today was the day. Today, he is going to be staying the night at his mother Emma's, and when there, he was determined to ask Killian for some help on a very special operation has in the works: The perfect first date for Teresa.

A smile was on his face as he practically ran toward his locker. He opens it as quickly as he can, jamming his books inside and taking only the most necessary ones he will need for his studying before he closes and re-locks his locker.

"Someone's in a hurry," a teasing voice says. Henry turns, his eyes landing on Violet. Like him, she is dressed in their school uniform. Only for the girls that attend Henry's school, it's not a pair of navy blue pants like his, it's a navy blue skirt. However they do share the same white button-up shirt and blue cardigan. Her dark hair was braided off to the side and she wore a smile on her glossy lips.

"Hi," she says. "I take it by that look in yours eyes and the way you're hurrying to get out of here that you're finally planning the special day you have been talking about non-stop?"

Henry can't fight the grin that pulls onto his face. Violet chuckles, taking the grin as an obvious answer to her question.

"So," Violet grins, clapping her hands together in excitement. "What do you have planned?"

Henry scratches the back of his neck as the pair walk down the hallway toward the exit of the school. "Honestly," he begina sheepishly, "Nothing so far. I mean...what would Teri even like?"

Violet chuckles, her eyes dancing with amusement. "That is very true. She is quite hard to read at times."

"Any suggestions?" He asks with hopeful cocoa eyes.

Violet's smile falters, a frown replacing it. "You really want to ask me for advice?"

Henry flashed her a confused look, to which he got a raised eyebrow in response. He sighs after a moment, having pieced it together. "Violet, she knows that was all just a big misunderstanding. Besides, that wasn't your fault that happened."

"It was Emma's," Violet finishes as she plays with her fingers. "I know, but I still have guilt about it. Even if it wasn't me, it was still me that was there. My presence broke her heart. And did again on this past weekend. I never meant to do anything life that. I really like Teresa, she is kind to me, and a great friend. As are you, Henry."

Henry smiles. "I know, and so does Teresa. Don't beat yourself up about it. She forgave you the minute I told her about. She knew it wasn't your fault that that night happened the way it did. And the other day, she was just feeling like I didn't love her as much as I actually do because I failed to take her on an actual date. I was just afraid to hurt her feelings by making her relive those memories, you know?"

Violet smiles. Even though hearing all of this, she would probably always feel a twinge of guilt in her stomach for even letting Teresa assume something was going on between her and Henry. And there never would be. Sure, she thought Henry was handsome at first meeting, but she also felt something else their first meeting. Love. But not from herself. It was like she could sense the love radiating off both Teresa and Henry. She knew instantly that they had something special and she wasn't going to ruin it by getting in the way.

"So...any advice?" Henry asks as they walk down the steps of the school.

"Well, Teri seems to love the woods."

"Obviously," Henry smirks. They share a laugh.

"But I believe she also would have loved that evening you had planned for her in Camelot," Violet smiles, "maybe you should recreate it?"