While modern day politics get in the way of numerous lives. Two high schoolers who are forced to get along struggle to survive with the new rule that the President issued. They face many obstacles that test their relationship but end up even closer...
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I put on my white t-shirt
It's white
But it isn't special to me
I stepped into some light blue sweatpants and put my hair into a ponytail. Coincidentally, when I walked out of my room then Harry walked out of his.
He looked
Perfect
His hair was messy, he was wearing a light blue t-shirt similar to my sweatpants.
It was tight
He was also wearing sweatpants, his gray ones, "You..I like..your shirt!" I awkwardly choked out.
I shouldn't have said anything.
"Thank you Winny, I like your shirt too." He replied with a small smirk and continued down the hallway to the stairs.
Once we arrived outside Harry stopped for a moment, "what if a storm comes?" He asked.
I hadn't fully thought this part out yet, I was just hoping to spend time with him. "I guess we'll just have to stay close." I smiled up at him.
He was not very much taller than me, but he was tall enough for me to look up at him.
He is not 5'8 yet he is also not 6'7
He is a normal height
He is a good height
We started to walk into the forest, the trees were thick and I could hardly see the sea that surrounded our little house.
Harry looked around and seemed very attentive. He must love nature.
I heard a little bird chirp, it sounded like the bird that wakes me up every morning.
I looked at the blue sky
I looked at the green trees
I looked at Harry
And he looked at me
Before I could say anything I hear a low rumbling noise coming from behind me
It didn't sound like an earthquake, "Harry did you hear that?" I spoke, I looked around me just to make sure it wasn't an animal that wanted to eat me alive.
"No Winny, what did it sound like?" He asked. "It didn't sound like an earthquake and it didn't sound like an animal." I replied, still trying to reply the sound in my head.
"Well I didn't ask what it didn't sound like." He said. I turned around and he was standing still, he was looking directly at me with his body pointed in my direction.
A little smile crept onto my mouth, I couldn't prevent it.
And once again the low rumbling erupted from its unknown location, "I heard it that time." Harry said.
He started to walk back towards the house but he stopped when he noticed I wasn't moving, "Winny we have to go home."
"I know.. I just want to see the forest as much as possible! Who knows, It could be gone tomorrow."
As I was taking my final look at the beautiful nature around me I felt someones hand clasp mine
Harry was holding my hand
"Winny, we have to go." He spoke
I just nodded
It was like I imagined it and more. His hand fit so perfectly in mine.
Soon I was cut from my daze when Harry backed up In front of me and his arm was blocking me from going forward.
"A raccoon?" I questioned
I was honestly expecting something more from Lisa
Harry looked to the left and saw a big stick that was close enough to grab. His hand wrapped around it and he swung it towards the raccoon.
It scurried away as Harry released a breath of relief, "I'm sure that's not all Lisa has in mind, let's get home." He said as he turned to face me.
I smiled a little and started walking back to the house.
•••
Once we got back to our little house I scurried up to my room and practically launched myself on to my bed
"My legs feel like jelly" I groaned quietly
I always loved walking past my neighbors house, Ms. Dalia
She had the greenest grass you could imagine
Her husband died a few years before she moved next door and she told me about how they ran a flower shop in Massachusetts together.
It made her feel connected to him when she would garden.
She won contests, awards, medals, and so many other things for her yard and flowers
But I knew it didn't matter to her because she was only doing it for her husband.
Sometimes I hope that my husband and I have something we do together all the time so that when one of us pass, the other one can do that activity to feel whole again
Feeling whole is the best feeling
It feels like
Your unstoppable
Your on cloud 9
It makes you feel complete
As I thought through this memory, the light slowly faded out into a Black Sea of dreams.
