October secrets

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic
In the cool October breeze, theyare standing , face to face. Will it be the moment of truth, or will she keep her silence?

Submitted: October 28, 2019

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They were taking a walk, just them two. The only sound heard was the brown leaves that  crunched beneath their feet. The fall colors were all around them, painting a perfect picture. She kept her head down, watching her every step, her brown hair fell at the sides of her face, sheilding her from his eyes. He couldn't take it anymore. He had all the patience in the world for the girl who sat across the way from him in English class, the girl who eventually stole his heart, but even this was enough to drive him crazy.

 Did she really pull him away from his desk for pure silence? Although it was cool out

, she was sweating bullets..As much as she loved spending every moment with him, and as much as she enjoyed the fall breeze,she regretted taking this walk. He stopped in his tracks, it was completely silent now, by instinct she stopped right in front of him, they were face to face.

He gave her a small smile,  one of  those shy boy smiles he would occasionally give her. "Did you have something to tell me?" He asked. His cheecks turning rosy from the cold October morning. A chill ran down her spine, either from the sudden wind blow, or the nervousness or revealing her secret.

She looked into those brown eyes of his, those eyes that she wanted to lose herself into for so long, but could never bring herself to do so. Her heart pounded in her chest, the words were on the tip of her tounge, she had practiced this moment  in her head for months. She would be moving away soon, the last box was to be packed when she got home that night.

Now or never, now or never, she told herself. "So much" she finally spoke up after what felt like centuries. All the possibilities ran through her head, heartaches from the past flooded her memories, is this the last memory she wanted to have of him?

She took a deep breath,and decided the best response to his question would be " So much, that I wish I could tell you. The thing is no matter what your answer is, I don't think my heart could take it." He looked thoughtful, and brushed away  the hair that the wind had blown over her eyes,  He spoke in his usual gentle voice. "I'll be here when your'e ready to talk, As Iv'e told you before, I'm always here for you, I'm only a few desks away."

They laughed for a bit, then their smiles faded, remembering that in a few days her seat in the classroom would more than likley be occupied by somebody else. She felt her eyes sting, and her throat tighten, he stepped closer, and wanted so much to take her into his arms, but decided against it, even though he knew he would regret not doing so.

He cleared his throat, " Or a phone call or text away, but knowing our old souls, we will probably write to each other. And I can't wait to hear about your  new chapter in Boston."  She smiled, and stared into those eyes without breaking away. They were the most caring eyes, she had ever lost herself in. He looked into hers, seeing the brave young woman, he had grown to care for during that past few months, asking himself why this moment hadn't happened sooner. Maybe they were waiting for the leaves to  fall , or their courage to kick in. He didn't want her to leave without saying one last thing. "Well whatever it is you want to say, please know  that whether it be said in a phone call, or written on paper, I know I'm going to smile when you tell me, and don't worry, I'm not going anywhere, I'll be waiting for you."

The wind picked up, and leaves blew all around them, creating a chatoic scene, but she had never felt so much peace.They began to walk back side by side, her secret still only between her, and the stars she so often wished upon. For now, things would stay the same. But like the seasons, things change all the time.


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