This is a super short one shot that I had the idea for in my mind for a while. I might make this into a full story depending on the response to it. Please review and enjoy!
It was October of my senior year. I was walking out to my car when I saw her. She was walking with a pile of books in her arms. Her mahogany colored hair flowed down her back to her waist in loose waves.
She was beautiful.
I sped up, trying to see who she was. I was about 5 feet away when she started to stumble. I ran forward and caught her as she fell. It was the new girl, Bella. She was my partner in AP biology.
"Are you okay?" I asked her.
"Yeah I'm just kind of dizzy." She shyly replied.
"Are you sure?" I asked again, not believing her.
"Yeah, I'm fine."
I helped her up and she stumbled again.
A memory flashes through my mind of lunch that day. I saw her sitting by herself at an empty table reading a book.
"Bella, did you eat anything today?"
She dropped her eyes to the ground.
"Bella?"
"No." She was still looking at her feet.
"Why?"
"Because I wasn't hungry." Her voice still soft and scared.
"I don't believe you."
"Okay fine, I was hungry."
"Then why didn't you eat?"
"Because I didn't want to." Her tone changed from shy to upset.
I still had my arms around her steadying her.
"Why not?"
A silent year grazed her cheek.
"Because I'm too fat and ugly okay? I'm tired of being ignored and having no friends."
She tried to pull away from me but I held her close.
"Bella."
I put my hand under her chin and forced her to look in my eyes.
"From the moment you walked on to the campus of Forks high school I was captivated.
You are truly beautiful."
Her lovely blush covered her cheeks as I kissed her on her forehead.
"Would you do me the honor of accompanying me to dinner?"
That day all those years ago changed my life forever.
As I am standing here today in my parents' back yard waiting for my beautiful Bella to walk down the aisle and become my wife I remember all of the struggles that brought us to this moment. I am forever indebted to that fall afternoon.