Here's a little one-shot I thought of earlier and decided to post today. This is a one-shot that is going to explain events that couldn't be apart of the main fic. As they might not have had the character's the story the POV is told in at these events or I feel they need to be done in another characters' perspective. As with all my stories comment and review down below if you enjoy.
As this as an author's note I've always pictured Bronwyn as bisexual.
POV Bronwyn
Modern day, Englewood, Florida
It was a hot day (it was 61°F in the middle of December).
But since it was Florida it made sense I guess. Because according to Jake. Florida was always hot.
Since it was December many snowbirds had fled south into Florida for warmth and the sunshine.
And that meant Englewood being a resort town was flooded with them.
It was on one such day I met my first big crush since the one I had on Drew when I lived back in Wales.
I was on the boardwalk with the others.
Emma and Jake were holding hands as we walked along, Horace was people watching as we walked along, Enoch was trying to keep one of his clay men from coming out of the pocket of his shorts as we walked, Hugh snapping photos as we went along, Claire and Olive skipped and held hands as we went along, Millard was trailing (he could come out and about with us now as he could become visible whenever he wanted to now).
People were all around us playing the boardwalk games and talking.
Soon Claire and Olive started to beg to play some of the games on the boardwalk.
''I'll take you to play some,'' I said.
''Yay!'' giggled Claire and Olive together.
Jake handed me some money and left me with Claire and Olive.
''What game do you want to play?'' I asked them.
''The game where you pop the balloons!'' squeaked Olive.
''Okay then,'' I said.
And then we walked over to the game booth and Claire and Olive began to play the game.
A short, sylphlike girl came up beside us, she had long caramel brown hair and sienna brown eyes and she appeared to be my age.
''Are those your little sisters?'' she asked.
''They're my foster sisters,'' I explained.
''Well you're an amazing foster sister for taking care of them like this,'' she said smiling down at them.
''I just moved here from Illinois,'' the girl explained.
''Cool. What's your name?'' I asked her.
''Edythe. Spelled E-d-y-t-h-e. My parents wanted to be unique,'' Edythe said.
''Well ether way it's a pretty name,'' I said.
''Say think I could have your number?'' I asked nervously.
''Yeah,'' replied Edythe and began to write it down onto a piece of paper she took out from her pocket.
''Well I met a new friend today,'' I thought.
FIN