Chapter 2: Alas, my poor weary heart

At the library, Kenneth and Wallflower sat across from each other, studying respectfully. Ms. Budding left the library for some reason. Maybe she knows something?
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Writing so close to him,
Exchange glances,
And everything is so... Quiet...
But... It's a good quiet...
I'm comfortable with silence...
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" Wallflower, Can I ask you something?"
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" Uh..."
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"Umm... Can I even ask? " Kenneth looked up at her with his green eyes playfully .

She looked down in her journal, ignoring his stare, her face flushed. She continued writing.

" ... I don't know..." She sighed. She didn't know how to talk to him.

Kenneth stares at the cover of her book, a bit fascinated by it, and distracted by it.
" I was just wondering what you were writing about. I mean, you have pretty handwriting to be so shy. " Kenneth said, complimenting her.
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He's complimenting me?...
What does that mean?...
Do he like me?...
I can't tell him what I am writing...!
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" Thanks, it's... A English essay. That's all." Wallflower smiled shyly.
" If you need help with it, let me know." He smiled back kindly.
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" No... I can do this. Thanks for offering to help. Can I help you with your studies?"
She offered.
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" Nah. It's fine. I enjoy the library time." He chuckled.

Wallflower chuckled nervously.
" Ok..."
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.... Some time later...
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" Zzzzzz..." Wallflower fell asleep, dropping her pen and her journal was on the table, Exposed.

Kenneth noticed and smiled coyly.
He leaned over to read some of it.
He gasp, surprised by it, but he was curious.
It went...
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💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓
My vibrational heart has its own core,
Across from sparks that can't be 💓💓ignored,💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓
My intense feelings of this crush,💓💓
Somehow always knows how to make me hush,💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓
But his silence is peaceful and his 💓💓calming voice makes me sleepy,💓💓
He is the boy that I keep dreaming...💓
💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓
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" So that's what she was writing... That's really cute..." He thought to himself.
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He smiled.
" No worries Flowers, I can make your dream come true." As he said that, he closed her journal and placed it in her backpack. He got up to leave with his work and gave her a charming smile.
" See you tomorrow, Flowers." He said as he left the library.
Wallflower still was asleep, unknowing that He left.
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I feel so at peace, Dreaming of him,💓
I don't want to wake up,💓💓💓💓
Alas, My poor weary heart,💓💓💓💓
Has written so much about love!💓💓

@Hazel_Blue









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