I loved being friends with Anne. She was so different, smart, unique, interesting, and absolutely daring. I admired everything about her she seemed so confident. I knew that she would be a good friend for me and that she would maybe help me break out of my shell. We decided to work on some homework together, I told her that I wanted to go home first and get few things so we decided to meet at her house.
I took the usual path to Anne's house and when I approached the door I lifted my hand to knock. Anne had told me that Matthew and Marilla were out of town so I waited for Anne to answer the door. After a few minutes, I realized she wasn't there. I sat down on the porch chair and rocked for a little while. After what seemed like seconds I began to drift off. I wasn't sure how long I was asleep but when I woke up I saw someone walking through the grass in front of me.
It appeared to be the farm help, Anne had told me about him but never mentioned his name. I left my books on the chair and got up to talk to him. As I walked over to him, he seemed nervous.
"Hello." I said.
"Bonjour. Don't mind me asking, but who are you?" He asked.
"A friend of Anne's, and you?" I asked, stepping closer to the less nervous boy.
"I am Jerry, madame. I help Mr. Cuthbert on the farm, I am here every day." He said with his heavy French accent.
"Would you like some help with that?" I asked, gesturing to the wheelbarrow in his hands.
He seemed taken aback before answering, "Thank you, but no. I wouldn't want you to get that beautiful dress dirty."
I looked down at my plain purple dress and glanced back up at him. "You don't think I can do it?" I asked with a smirk.
"No-n- I didn't mean th-" He said quickly, obviously scared of my reaction.
"I was just teasing you, nothing to worry about." I said, taking the handles of the wheelbarrow from his hands.
He seemed astounded at my sudden action. I began to run faster to the barn, beating him to the destination. He noticed I had already began to rake the hay into a large pile. When he approached the barn door, he rested one arm on the door, eyes rested upon me.
"I have never met anyone like you before y/n." He said with a sparkle in his eye.
"That's a good thing." I said, before walking off.
