It's a Love Story

"Really," he smiled. "And mine's more spread out."

She smiled. "I would love that."

((I'm not really going to be on the next week. I'll reply to the rp's when I can but Garret's house has dial up and I think I'm going to be spending my time with him... I'll probably forget about to rp's for the most part. But I love you and I'll be back on soon, about a week starting tomorrow. 10 days ish... lol. Byee!!!! love you!!!!!!))

[kay. i won't be on much either. i gotta REALLY crack down on homework. everything's due next week. have fun with garret and have a wonderful week love yaaaa]

((Alrighty!!!! LOVE!!!! lol. and it's your post for whenever you're back on.))

"It's wonderful," he smiled. "Peaceful and quiet."

she nodded. "much better than the city. I like the city and all but it's much better in places like this where people actually have emotions other than being in a hurry or being upset."

He laughed. "It depends on the person," he admitted. "but all country folk enjoy the outdoors. That's why most of them took up farming."

She shrugged. "But still, clean air."

"It is," he smiled in agreement.

"I like it here," She said again.

"I do, too," he smiled.

"Come here," She smiled, going up to the store where her pieces of art were hanging in the window.

He went to her and peeked inside. "Wow," he murmured in awe. "You did all these? They're amazing."

"Mhmm." she smiled. "Come on." she said, tugging on his hand and going inside with him.

He followed her inside, gazing at all the works of art she'd created in awe. "You're so talented! I can't believe you haven't shown any of these to your parents."

"I used to... When I was younger. They just don't understand I guess." she shrugged, walking with him, her hand in his.

"They shouldn't put down something this wonderful," he told her.

"That's why I was hoping that you could help me. Help me with the courage to move out of something. I'm trapped at my house... I can't have the creative room that I want." she sighed.

"We got an extra room back home," he told her. "I'm sure Ma and Pa won't mind you stayin' with us."

She looked at him with a bright light in her eyes but it slowly dimmed. "I couldn't do that to your parents. Or to mine. And what about school?" she asked with a small shrug. "Thank you for the offer though." she said, leaning over to kiss his cheek.

"We have schools too, you know. I might be dumb with some stuff, but I'm educated," he chuckled. "And we are both near the age of moving out anyway."

"I'll think about it." she said softly. "And you're not dumb."

"I am when it comes to girls," he chuckled. "I don't know how to act around you."

"I don't want you to act like anything." She said. "Just yourself."