Treehouse (dreamnotfound)

and so, they meet

George's Pov

who in the world...
I think to myself

I had my wooden sword that my dad made a while ago pointed at the boy trying to look as intimidating as I could.

It failed

The boy looked back at me with a smile,
clearly amused by the situation.
It was then I actually took in his features.
Blonde hair...no slightly brown, tan skin caused by too much time in the sun, slight freckles splattered across his face.
But despite all of the darker colored features he had bright green eyes, slightly yellowish to me but I could still tell they were green..

"uhh could you move the sword..?"
"Oh..uh sorry about that"

I move aside and realize i'm still holding the sword. I quickly decide to hide it behind my back feeling very childish.

Which 14 year old boy still acts out scenarios you dumba-
i think, before i get cut off
"you know this place is pretty neat.
Ive never actually been in a tree house before"
He looks over at me and smiles.
"Oh yeah! The names Clay, 13 years old"
and holds out his hand
"George....14...."
I shake his hand back still holding the sword behind my back.

I step back and observe him.
He's taller than me even though i'm older.
You can tell he's very confident just by the way he stands, and currently he's watching....

he's watching me...

His eyes travel to my eyes, linger for a moment as if he's searching for something; then his gaze moved down to my arms.
Suddenly feeling very self conscious I shift my weight onto my other foot.

"uh so how did you find my treehou-"
"you don't have to feel self conscious over the sword ya know?"

what...

"I don't know what you're talking about.."

"You're very easy to read you know. Some people say eyes are the window to the soul and i've never actually believed it, until now that is.
Your eyes give away what you're thinking.
and just now, you were worried you looked immature?"

What kind of crazy 13 year old is this??

"you know what!? let's have a subject change!"

I throw the sword into the corner of the treehouse.

"why don't you start by telling me about yourself? I mean you did just walk into my treehouse uninvited..."
I drop down onto the wooden floor and wait
"Oh sure!! So my names Clay...uhhh...what would you like to know...?"
"What about your interests?"

He stares back at me for a minute until he finally replies

"If you say so...fair warning though there's a lot."
I give him a small nod and a smile to go on.
He also drops down onto the floor next to me
"Okay so I really enjoy anything outdoors, I run a lot and I like to explore different places! I guess you could count this place as a new place..."

He rambled on and on for around 15 minutes,
usually i'm bothered by people who talk too much being the quiet person I am, but there was something about the way he talked that had me hang onto every word.

"Okay!! Your turn"

I snap out of my daze.

"oh yes..uhm I also really enjoy the outdoors, so there's something we have in common. Oh i read a lot to..."

I go silent realizing I don't have tons of hobby's.

"That's it?!" He looks back at me shocked
"I'm literally younger than you and I have more going on in my life"
I look back at him shocked and punch him in the shoulder
"Oh shut up! I'm not very involved okay??"
"Okay okay" He says through a laugh "Anything interesting about you then?"

God guess it's time for my go to Interesting fact

"uhh i'm color blind if that counts as something" I look over at him and then drop my head into my hands

Oh come on George that's just pitiful why couldn't you make up something on the spot

"Really?!" I look back over at him "Wait what colors cant you see then?"
"uh majorly reds and greens"
"Wait really? Doesn't that make everything look kind of murky outside???"
"I mean...I've never really seen it with reds and greens so it looks normal to me?"

We talked on and on what seemed like for hours, the day slowly turning to night and soon we had to say our goodbyes for the day.

"hey uh...just so you know you're welcome back here any time. It's good to have someone to talk to.....just so you know this is a rare offer I wouldn't say no..that is unless you want t-"
"I would be glad to come back" he then playfully punches me in the shoulder
"see you later George"

When he finally leaves out of my sight I start to walk back to my house.
I never would have thought talking to someone would make me feel so happy...no...i've tried to before and nothing went right
Maybe it was just Clay himself.
The way I hung onto every word he said, I was actually interested in what he had to say or what he thought.

god maybe having a friend isnt so bad

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Hello everyone!!
I was so excited to write this chapter now I can finally start to develop their friendship😏
I'm not planning to put them into a relationship till later on so there will be a big time skip at some point just you wait :)

If you could vote it would really mean a lot, thats honestly what keeps me motivated.
Reminder to drink some water and eat something
Love you all💕

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