The Heartbreak Hotel

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Part 2/2
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I found this wonderful meadow walking distance away from the school.

It's has a big field full of flowers, with a lake in the center of the meadow. And right beside this lake, there is a beautiful cherry blossom tree.

The blossom tree provides the perfect shade, which is well needed to cool down, being that the August sun is unforgiving.

I was under the tree reading when a stranger sat next to me.

"Whatcha reading?" He asked quietly.

He giggled as I looked around trying to find where he was.

I wouldn't say I'm the most observant person.

In fact, I'm probably one of the most oblivious people to ever roam this earth.

I finally realize he's to the left of me and respond with a friendly smile,

"Romeo and Juliet."

He seemed oddly interested, and looked over my shoulder to read along.

"Is it your first time reading it?" He asked with a head tilt.

I chuckled in response.

"More like my tenth."

He smiled this huge, adorable smile.

"It's my favorite book. By far..." He says, looking at the page to see where I was in the book.

We talk for a while about Romeo and
Juliet.

He seemed to know it amazingly, being able to quote everything and anything from the book.

He seems a lot like me.

I soon get bored so I decide to politely change the subject.

"You were the same guy sitting next to me in all my classes, right? Well, except art." I ask.

"That's me. I chose film as my elective. I actually have my camera right here!" He says, and digs into his backpack. He grabs his camera and shows it to me.

"Here! take a picture with me." He says excitedly.

He scooches closer to me, and hold the camera out front of us.

"Say cheese!" He says.

I wrap my arms around him for the sake of the picture, giving a big smile and throwing up a peace sign.

He snaps the picture and smiles.

He looks down at the picture and blushes.

"Perfect." He coos, stuffing his camera and the picture into his backpack.

While he's occupied doing that, I take that chance to admire him.

He has soft looking, auburn hair that falls perfectly over his eyes.

And, oh my god, his eyes!

He has the most beautiful eyes. They're a blueish, greenish, greyish color.

He has a gorgeous smile. It's so bright it could light up any room like a lantern.

He's breathtaking.

We start talking and I learn a little bit more about him.

He told me he likes to wear sweaters, and that he wears one every day.

Today, he wore a pink one, with a flower and the words, "Fall in love with me" embroidered on it.

"Ironic." I thought to myself, thinking about the lettering on the sweater.