He looked over at me from the fence, his hazel hair almost blonde in the rising sunlight. "What do you say? You coming?" 'Well', you thought, 'what's the harm in pretending everything's perfect for a while'. You turned to look at the pink clouds of the dawn, "I'd love to." Please be nice to me I've never properly written a book/story before but what I'm going to try and write about will be a love story that makes your tummy do that little fall and your toes scrunch up. Let's hope I actually manage to finish it without deleting it all haha. 🦋