Loving Wyatt Queen-Stone | ✔
The moment my eyes drifted up from my book when the bell to the diner chimed I knew my life had just began when I saw her standing there with a wide smile across her face.
She wore purple overalls with an orange crop top underneath to match her orange high tops. Her hair was a mess of curls that hung down her back and her eyes, they held a certain innocence in them.
She bounces up to the counter with a pair of red beats headset around her neck, I watch as my mother asks her name, to which the girl smiles wider.
"Iris-Josephine, nice to meet you," She says, extending her hand. My mother smiles and takes the girls order. I look away, burying my head back in my book.
But that doesn't last long when a shadow appears, I look up to see the girl taking a seat across from me, a coffee and muffin placed in front of her. I give her a questioning look before glancing back down at my book.