The Autumn Story
By like a falling star
Tomoyo sighed in contentment as she walked around the park, towards the penguin slide.
Tomoyo loved Autumn. She loved the colours of Autumn-- the reddish-brown maple leaves piled together in a flaming orange heap, tempting her to relive her childhood, tempting her to jump into the golden heap, causing it to rain orange leaves.
She loved the smell of Autumn-- crisp and clean, like laundry that had just come freshly out of the wash.
She loved the sounds of Autumn-- the rusty amber leaves rustling in the wind, crunching merrily beneath her feet…
She was early, that she knew. They were not due to meet yet; he would only be here in another ten minutes or so.
Tomoyo grew nervous. Why was she here in the first place? He'd asked her to come, she could have said no, but… she wanted him to know.
Of her feelings.
So this morning, like all other mornings, she'd sat at her desk reading a classic - Little Women, if you must know - when he'd walked into class, wearing his trademark I-know-something-you-don't smile. He'd smiled down at her, his eyes warm and intense - at this point Tomoyo had hastily put down her book and all thoughts flew out of her head as she'd gazed at him attentively - and he said, "Tomoyo, would you meet me at the penguin slide this evening?"
"S-sure," she'd stammered, and suggested five-thirty.
And so five-thirty it was.
"Five-thirty it is, then." He'd said smoothly, moving up to where his seat was, behind Tomoyo. "I'll see you there."
The crisp, cool Autumn breeze blew past, chilling her to the bone; it was getting colder as the evening approached. Tomoyo unwound and rewound the knitted grey scarf that was wrapped cosily around her neck, and pulled her powder blue sweater more tightly around her.
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Author's Notes: Ok, I know that it's kinda short, but I'll add length to the chapters as I go along… meanwhile, please read it and tell me what you think!
By like a falling star
Tomoyo sighed in contentment as she walked around the park, towards the penguin slide.
Tomoyo loved Autumn. She loved the colours of Autumn-- the reddish-brown maple leaves piled together in a flaming orange heap, tempting her to relive her childhood, tempting her to jump into the golden heap, causing it to rain orange leaves.
She loved the smell of Autumn-- crisp and clean, like laundry that had just come freshly out of the wash.
She loved the sounds of Autumn-- the rusty amber leaves rustling in the wind, crunching merrily beneath her feet…
She was early, that she knew. They were not due to meet yet; he would only be here in another ten minutes or so.
Tomoyo grew nervous. Why was she here in the first place? He'd asked her to come, she could have said no, but… she wanted him to know.
Of her feelings.
So this morning, like all other mornings, she'd sat at her desk reading a classic - Little Women, if you must know - when he'd walked into class, wearing his trademark I-know-something-you-don't smile. He'd smiled down at her, his eyes warm and intense - at this point Tomoyo had hastily put down her book and all thoughts flew out of her head as she'd gazed at him attentively - and he said, "Tomoyo, would you meet me at the penguin slide this evening?"
"S-sure," she'd stammered, and suggested five-thirty.
And so five-thirty it was.
"Five-thirty it is, then." He'd said smoothly, moving up to where his seat was, behind Tomoyo. "I'll see you there."
The crisp, cool Autumn breeze blew past, chilling her to the bone; it was getting colder as the evening approached. Tomoyo unwound and rewound the knitted grey scarf that was wrapped cosily around her neck, and pulled her powder blue sweater more tightly around her.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Author's Notes: Ok, I know that it's kinda short, but I'll add length to the chapters as I go along… meanwhile, please read it and tell me what you think!