12. Lucas Fletcher - RealMature

Lucas Fletcher

The moment she saw me, she stopped playing the tambourine and the happiness on her face seemed to die down. The blush on her cheeks diminished as she went pale, her eyes unmoving from my face.

"Lucas?" She stuttered, unbelieving.

"Surprise," I whispered, pulling her close to me and joining the dance. Others only seemed to take this as a sweet gesture, oohing and aahing at the right places as I twirled Scarlett around, a smile on my face. But the enthusiasm she'd had dimmed. The smile on her face was forced, just a show for the ones watching. I had taken her aback by my arrival. But why wasn't I seeing the reaction I'd wanted?

Wrapping my arms around her waist, we danced closely and I whispered into her ear, "What's wrong? Aren't you happy?" I looked into her emerald eyes, impatient for the answer.

"Of course I am," she replied back, sounding a little out of breath. "Just...going in shock I guess."

Grinning, I took hold of her hand and pulled her away from the group. We bowed down for our little act, getting cheers for a response. Moving away from the fountain, we walked in a random direction as I smiled down on Scarlett. She avoided my eyes, keeping hers to the ground. I wanted to know what she was thinking, even if she was in shock. I definetly had the right to know since I'm her boyfriend.

I guess reality and dreams mixing together can turn out to be a little too convenient for her. But now, we can be together just like how I'd wanted. And no one could do anything to separate us.

The End

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