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There aren't very many Gilbert Blythe Imagine books, so I thought that I'd write one. If I feel inspired, I might add in a few imagines of other boys from Anne With an 'E', but otherwise, the imagines will primarily be about Gilbert. Make sure to vote for the imagines because those votes and reads are what inspires and motivates me to write such imagines for you guys. Also, if you like my writing, please leave a follow if you don't follow me already.

Gilbert and I had always had a rather peculiar relationship. Nothing serious, but nonetheless we most certainly toyed with one another's sentiments. We would flirt shamelessly and boldly with each other, yet we would make no move to become anything more earnest. Nearly every student that attended Avonlea's school thought we were a couple, which we were not.

It was a warm and sunny September morning in Avonlea. The sky was a clear blue, white fluffy clouds clouded patches of the sky giving it the impression of a quilt, and the leaves in the trees overhead rustled in such a lovely way as the cool gentle breeze swept past. I commenced my usual trek to school when I caught sight of an all too familiar figure walking slightly up ahead of me. I swiftly jogged over to him as he continued his slow-paced walk. The pebbles on the dirt road crunched softly under my feet and the tall figure stopped and turned to face me.

"Gilbert, such a beautiful day today, is it not?" I spoke in greeting to the dark-haired boy as we approached the schoolhouse together. Our houses were only a mere 5-minute walk away from each other, and the lanes joined to the main road; he and I regularly crossed paths on the way to school.

The tall boy gave a brilliant smile and reached over to take my satchel, I complied and handed my heavy bag to the thoughtful boy. "It is a lovely day," he admitted glancing around to take in our surroundings beside his eyes fell upon me. "But nothing compares to your ravishing beauty."

I instantaneously felt my cheeks warming up. "Why, thank you. Although, when I am beside you, I look so commonplace compared to your absolutely striking good looks." I hastened back as sweetly as I could. Gilbert's fair complexion flushed lightly and I felt my lips tugging into a smug grin.

Our brief walk to the schoolhouse was fairly quiet, as it normally was. Somehow, we did not find the need to speak, instead, we just appreciated the other's presence. It was never uncomfortable or awkward silence, if anything, it was quite comforting.

I felt my eyes looking over the handsome young man. His dark hair looked messy, but in an artful way, as if he had spent hours making it look like a mess, but a perfect and deliberate mess. Either way, I knew that was not true as everyone knew Gilbert Blythe did not have time for such frivolous things such as his hair. I flinched for a second as Gilbert's hazel eyes met my own with profound curiosity.

"What?" He questioned, his head tilting to the right in the most adorable way. His eyes wandering eyes promptly found their way to my hands that were clenched tightly into fists before fidgeting again. I smoothed down my dress and looked him dead in the eye.

"Oh, it's nothing." I tried to reply as casually as I could by keeping my voice even and smooth. The hazel-eyed boy looked at me unimpressed, he clearly did not buy my terrible excuse. He squinted at me as if trying to find something that was wrong. A look of determination was expressed on his face until it lit up, showing that he had found whatever evidence he was looking for.

"I know, now. You got a new dress. Am I right?" He cried out triumphantly, a wide grin breaking across his face. I blinked for a second in mild confusion; I was indeed wearing a new dress. It was made from a handsome peachy colored muslin with puffs at the sleeves as puffs were the latest fashion. I was flattered that he had noticed; most boys tend not to discern that a girl is wearing a different dress, let alone a new one.