|A Perfect Picture
Author: Witchlouise PM
Do happy endings really exist? One-shotRated: Fiction K+ - English - Humor/Romance - Words: 360 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 08-11-12 - Status: Complete - id: 3049714
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One day, I saw my English Teacher with a very handsome young man. I looked closely at the man and almost gasped when I saw the color of his eyes, blue, my favorite color. Intrigued and Peeved of the eye color I followed them closely but was careful not to be seen.
I stealthily moved from one spot to another until they came to a stop at the Light Tower near out place. I stared incredulously at them when they entered the place. The Light Tower must have been a thousand steps above the ground. Are they planning to have themselves killed by a heart attack?
I sighed. If only that man didn't have my favorite eye color…
I trailed off as I took a step to my doom. If I'm going to climb this thing I might as well build a bridge and get over it.
After what seems like years, I finally reached the last step. With a heavy heart, I lifted foot to the last of the steps that burned my lungs and finally made it to the top. I almost shouted in joy but froze at scene before me.
I stared wide-eyed at the couple. A perfect picture was drawn before me. The rays of the sunset illuminated their faces. The city before them twinkled in the distance. The chirping of birds is the music that hums around them. The young man was bending in one knee with a diamond-filled ring in his hands. The happiness was written in my teacher's eyes as she gazed at the ring before her.
I nearly cried when she said yes. The young man twirled her around in joy and leaned in to touch her lips with his.
I quickly turned around and bolted the scene with my hands covering my eyes. As much as I love happy endings, Rated PG: Parental Guidance is recommended.
This is a one-shot.
Actually its just an activity in school. My friend wanted me to post it because she can't stop laughing and really liked it.
So tell me what you think?
Lots of Love,