Exceptions of love

The boy

(After her dad's suggestion Stacey finally decide to take a look at the neighborhood.)

Stacey: ok then I would be get going.

Fred: Come back before 7 I heard it's gonna snowfall so be careful kiddo.

Stacey: ok dad. (Stacey says in a low voice)

(Stacey heads out and starts walking, it's cold but it isn't dark. Then she comes across a market there she sees allot of stores of grocery shopping , clothes and she sees a store with beautiful sweaters hanging which have fascinating designs. Stacey makes a decision that next she will surely bring enough money to buy something. But currently she only have enough money to buy a sweet and fortunately there is a candy store. She instantly takes out her money and buys some varieties of candies. She starts thinking to herself that it's ok for even adults to eat candy and puts her hand in the packet and starts eating her candies. Some candies are really sweet and some have tangy and sour taste just what Stacey wanted. Stacey continues to walk for a while then her eyes stumble upon an unusual coloured butterfly. With its beautiful, plush brown wings and studded with beautiful royal blue and edged in ochre, it begins to flutter. It suddenly clicks in Stacey's mind that it's a mourning cloak. She has never seen one in real life. The mourning cloak starts to fly away and Stacey starts to run after it and tries to catch it just like a just like an excited kid who has never seen a butterfly. She runs and runs but fears that she will run into someone and happens exactly what she feared. She runs into a boy, both of them loose their balance and falls. Stacey sees the butterfly flying away from her. Then a feeling of horror rushes to her when she realizes that she doesn't recognized the neighborhood she's in right now and says to herself '' I must have lost the track '' she looks at the boy in which she ran into his books are all over the road she help him pick them up.)

Stacey: I'm terribly sorry, I hope you're not hurt or anything.

The boy: No, I'm fine but seriously what's up with you running like that?

Stacey: Yeah I'm sorry.

The boy: Yeah, just be more careful. I have never seen you before, are you New here?

Stacey: How can you just say that I'm new just like that?

The boy: My friend, I have been living here from 17 years, obviously I know who's from here and who's not.

Stacey: Yeah well. I am new. Me and my father just shifted to the old house around the next block I guess. I don't know, actually I think I'm lost.

The boy: Oh are you taking about that very old house? Which has allot of tress around it?

Stacey: Yeah, exactly.

The boy: Wow, I can't believe they found someone to live in that house. It's kinda spooky. If you like, then I can drop you off.

Stacey: it would certainly help me allot.

(Both of them starts walking)

The boy: So, where are you from?

Stacey: I'm actually from New York. My dad is an architect so we keep shifting places.

The boy: Oh, it must be tough for ya.

Stacey: Yeah it is.

The boy: Hey! What's your name? I have been calling you the girl in the white dress, in my mind.

Stacey: I have a common name, Stacey.

The boy: No, I don't think it's common you will hardly find anyone here with this name. I'm Andrew.

Stacey: That's a common name too.

Andrew: Oh yeah well it is, to be honest.

(Both laughs)

Andrew: And here we are.

Stacey: Yeah this is it, thank you for helping.

Andrew: I had a fun time with you, I'm not like this with strangers you know. So, keep up running into me.

Stacey: Yeah as if it's my specialty, to run into people...

( Both of them says goodbye as if they will never meet. This what they might have thought but certainly that wasn't the case. Stacey opens the door to her big house. Fred rushes towards the door )

Fred: Welcome back, kiddo.

Stacey: Hi dad.

Fred: So, how was your exploration of the neighborhood?

Stacey: Actually, it was quite fun. I even got lost and someone helped me.

Fred: Honey isn't it dangerous to get help with total strangers?

Stacey: Dad he didn't looked weird so, I took his help.

Fred: Kiddo you shouldn't judge a book by it's cover.

Stacey: Then dad how am I supposed to make friends? I'm not ten dad! Who cannot differentiate between good and bad! I do have a sense. I can recognize who's good or not!

(Stacey run's into her room and slams the door loud enough for Fred to hear it.  Stacey switch the lights on of her room and look at her window. It always calms Stacey down to look at her painting. Stacey falls on her bed and closes her eyes and before she knows it, she falls asleep.)