Stories of Mine

Proposal

     So a little back story on this, I'm taking an Honors English class and we have 5 essays due this up coming Monday. I just finished my last one, and it's a narrative. The prompt was that I was supposed to create a scene with a creative proposal or something. Little does she know it's secretly fanfiction about Ben Hardy, but I just changed his last name. Also speaking of the female character in the story (I know I didn't speak of her before), I kinda pictured her as having Charlie Bradbury's personality, but a bit more confident and flirtatious. Anyways, enjoy! Also I'm sorry if this is bad, I wrote this from 10 AM to 4 PM, I think!

     "Here, let me help you," a deep voice chimed in from the doorway of the bedroom. The freckled, hazel-eyed girl spun around at the sound of his voice and smiled shyly. She fiddled with the golden locket in between her pale, slim fingers that held a picture of them both. The blond had been watching in amusement as she struggled to put on the necklace – which he had given to her – and finally decided to speak up. The girl nodded slightly and turned back to face the mirror, holding the necklace in one hand and using the other to hold her flaming locks of auburn hair. The blonde walked up behind her and grasped onto the locket from her much smaller hands, gently grasped it from her fingers and began clasping it on.

     It had only been 6 years since Ben Johansson had met Serenity Geist, one of those years had been spent as staying friends, while the rest had been spent in a loving relationship. Ben had the opportunity to move to the states from his hometown in London at the ripe age of 22, both for a better education and more job opportunities. He had been working at a Barns and Nobles that was a block away from his university the day he had met her, and Serenity just so happened to be a visitor at the books shop. The two of them can remember that day oh-so clearly.

     November 19th, 2014. Ben has been sitting at the front seat that chilly morning. He wore his usual white T-shirt with a red and black checkered flannel. His feet were propped up on chair across from him as he watched a movie on his phone. Ben want much of a reader himself, which is quite ironic considering where he works. He held his head up in his left hand, which was propped up on the table. It had been a quiet morning, thankfully. Ben wasn't much of a morning person anyways. There were no customers in sight. Just people walking by the front door with their cups of coffee in their hand and a cell phone in the other.

     His head perked up at the sound of the bell at the front door ringing, meaning a customer is here. At the gust of cold air let in, he suddenly wished he wore better pants than a simple pair of khaki jeans. Ben's green eyes scanned over the room, looking for the customer. His heart nearly beat straight out of his chest at the girl before him. There in the fiction section of the library stood a girl with wavy auburn hair and pale skin. She wore a simple pair of black leggings and a cream-colored sweater that practically swallowed her small frame. She too wore a pair of Converse that matched his own. Her wide eyes scanned over books of all sizes and colors with a look of curiosity and awe in her eyes. He didn't know why he was feeling this way, but the sight of her was enough to turn him back into the nervous, scrawny teenage boy he once was. His palm started to sweat, and his heart was beating just a tad bit faster than before.

     He switched off his phone and began to walk over when noticed how she was struggling to reach a book on the very top shelf. He chuckled to himself as he watched in amusement as she jumped up and down while trying to snatch the book off the top shelf. He walked up beside her and reached up for the book, now noticing how his tall, fit frame practically towered over her. "Here, let me help you," he spoke softly, not wanting to startle her. She stopped her attempts at reaching the book and smiled wide as he handed her the book. She looked up at him and he could now see that her eyes were hazel, and her face had millions of freckles scattered across her nose and cheeks. She looked around his age, possibly a bit younger, but still over 18.