You yawned, your emerald
green eyes barely staying open as you stared blankly at the textbook in front
of you. You were studying for a test that you had the next day, and you were so
bored of it. You needed a break, so you decided to stretch your legs and take a
walk. You grabbed your phone, slipping into the pocket of your nearly black
jeans and slipped on your favorite hoodie before leaving your room and looking
around. After searching for your parents for five minutes, you decided to write
a note and left it on the fridge. Dad, Gone to take a walk. Be back later. –S. You locked up the house, smiling as you felt the warm
sunlight streaming onto your body.
You began to walk towards the
park, which was about 15 minutes from your house on foot. As you walked, you
went over what happened to you at school. Let’s see…Test reviews, finished
up the outlining for one of my paintings…and totally began crushing on the cute
new guy. You thought, smiling as you
remembered what had occurred when a new student entered your art class.
“Class, this is our new
student, Heracles Karpusi. He’s new to California and will be staying for the
rest of this year.” Your teacher had said. You looked up at the new kid and
smiled. You WERE California, so you felt odd that you didn’t know about a
visitor. “Heracles, you can set up your station beside Sarah’s. Sarah, please
raise your hand so he knows who you are.”
Your smile grew, and,
raising your hand, said, “I’m Sarah. Sarah Johnson. Nice to meet you Heracles.”
“The pleasure is mine.” He
said, as he set up his easel and sat beside you. You giggled quietly, hearing
his accent and finally realizing who he is.
“You’re Greece, right?”
“Y-Yes. How did you know?”
“You’re accent. And my daddy works with you.” You replied, smiling.
“You’re Greece, right?”
“Y-Yes. How did you know?”
“You’re accent. And my daddy works with you.” You replied, smiling.
“Your…daddy? Who’s your
dad?”
“America.”
“America.”
“Ahhh. Then you must be
the one he mentions constantly! California!”
“Yup.” You giggled.
He had smiled, and you
fell in love with it. It wasn’t intimidating like Ivan’s sometimes was, and it
was sweet, like your uncle Arthur’s smile.
“Say…would you like to erm…eat lunch with me later?” He had asked, looking away and blushing slightly.
“Say…would you like to erm…eat lunch with me later?” He had asked, looking away and blushing slightly.
You blushed and nodded.
“I’d love to.”
“I’ll see you after class then…” He replied, smiling.
“I’ll see you after class then…” He replied, smiling.
“I guess so.” You said,
giggling.
“And then our lunch plans
were ruined…” You said, sighing as you continued to walk. You vaguely
registered where you were and realized you’d arrived at the park and had walked
up to the swings without realizing. You sat on a swing and began kicking your
legs back and forth, working to get some altitude. You laughed as you began to
swing higher and higher, until your palms started to sweat and they slipped off
the chains, sending you flying at the highest point you‘d managed to get to.
You screamed, suddenly realizing there was no one else there as you neared the
ground. Suddenly, you felt yourself crash into something. Dazed, you looked up
to see it wasn’t a something. It
was someone.
“H-heracles!”
“Are you alright Sarah?”
“Y-yes…thank you.”
He smiled. “ευχαρίστηση μου. My pleasure.”
“Y-yes…thank you.”
He smiled. “ευχαρίστηση μου. My pleasure.”
Dammit…he needs to stop with that smile of his. You
thought, smiling in return.
Heracles looked down at you, in his arms, and his smile grew. I…I love her. I’ve JUST met her…yet I know she’s the one that I want to spend the rest of my life with…
Heracles looked down at you, in his arms, and his smile grew. I…I love her. I’ve JUST met her…yet I know she’s the one that I want to spend the rest of my life with…
“Um…Heracles…?”
“Yes?”
“Would…you like to come over to my house?” you asked, blushing slightly.
“Yes?”
“Would…you like to come over to my house?” you asked, blushing slightly.
“I’d love to…but I need to go
get started on my painting.” He replied, sighing.
“You too? We could work in my
studio.” You said, smiling. You thought you were the only one who hadn’t
started to ACTUALLY paint your painting.
He smiled. “I’d like that
very much, Πριγκίπισσα μου.”
“What does that mean?” You
asked, smiling.
“It means my princess.” He
replied, chuckling.
You blushed, smiling more and
hugging him.
He held you close, softly
whispering to you in Greek. “Νομίζω ότι σ 'αγαπώ…I think I love you…”
“H-Heracles…I…I think I love you too…” You said, blushing more.
“R-really?” He asked, a slightly shocked look on his face.
“H-Heracles…I…I think I love you too…” You said, blushing more.
“R-really?” He asked, a slightly shocked look on his face.
“Really…” You said, giggling
softly.
He smiled and the two of you
began heading to you’re house.