Love For Life!!!

A Rainy Sunday

The rain falls. Elizabeth walks to the window, art set in her arms. She pulls up her favourite velvet chair, and begins to draw. The drops of water on the window. The water collected on the sill. A butterfly that had come to shelter from the storm. But more importantly, the plants of the new next door neighbours. She watches as the moving van drives slowly away.
"What do you think they're like?" She whispers, turning to face the butterfly.
As she completes her drawings, Elizabeth hears muffled shouts, and the bang of a screen door. She stands and slowly shifts to the window.
A handsome young man -about 17 or 18, Auburn hair, fairly muscular figure, dressed in a singlet top and some baggy shorts - comes storming out of the house, hesitates, then looks up, straight at Elizabeth's window!
She moves swiftly behind the curtain knowing she had been seen. Creeping towards the bedroom door, she runs down the stairs, grabs some newly baked cupcakes, placing them on a beautiful plate, and races out the front door. She stumbles over the welcome mat almost knocking over the food.
As she collects herself, walking calmly to the front door of the neighbours house, a huge Staffordshire Bull Terrier came slowly, approaching menacingly, saliva dripping viciously onto the dry, brown grass. Elizabeth stands completely still, trying so hard to remember what they taught her in primary school about attacking dogs. It was no use. She could only remember stand still. She tried to make herself look bigger and wider, arms outstretched. That was a very, very bad idea...
The dog started to bark, approaching quicker than before. Just as the dog was ready to jump, a shrill whistle filled the street, making the dog whine and retreat.
"Bad dog, very bad dog!" She hears a deep and almost beautiful voice shouting from the side of the house.
"I really am sorry. The do-"
He stops. He stares. The awkwardness of the situation was beginning to make Elizabeth inpatient.
"Um, I'm sorry for causing such a fuss. I just came to, uh..." She says, thrusting the plate into the young man's hands.
He looks at them, then back at her.
"Well thank you..."
"Elizabeth." She replies.
"Benjamin, at your humble service." He says taking a very low, comical bow.
He walks over to the front porch, taking the cupcakes off, and leaving them on a rickety bench, but taking two back, putting them on the plate. He strolls over easily, taking long strides, and is beside Elizabeth in a moment.
"Do you want to go into the woods and...chat?" He says a simple smile on his tired face.
She looks back towards her house.
"My mother won't be back until 7:00, so I guess, Elizabeth says, uneasily.
Benjamin looks up from the pavement, staring at her attractive face, dark wavy hair, and slightly curvy figure. She notices him looking, and crosses her arms over her chest, making sure of coverage.
"Don't worry I wasn't looking at you like that I-"
She cuts him off, holding up one of her hands and closing her eyes. But before she can open them again, she trips on a crack in the pavement. Just as she nears the ground, Benjamin's strong arms catch her, saving her from a severe knock to the head.
"This is going to sound cliché, but you saved my life!" She exclaims, stumbling as she stands up.
"Don't think about it," He whispers back. "But you owe me another cupcake."
Elizabeth giggles, as they near the entrance to the woods...