"A little for you, and a little for you…" I sang. The water sprayed out of my hose, refreshing these little plants, and you could hear their sighs of relief.

I looked around, at all this nature and felt so at home. Letting out a satisfied sigh, I twirled a little and danced around with my grabbing vines.

"Ahem." My head whirled around as I saw a man around my age, with deep blue eyes and long navy hair with a glint of interest, as well as amusement in his eyes.

I felt my cheeks redden as I quickly ceased the dancing and took a normal stance. Well, tried to. He literally just saw a teenage girl dancing with a bush. It was so mortifying, I nearly died of embarrassment just then and there.

But, if he felt something was bugging him, he didn't let it show on his face as he strided over to where I stood and bent down.

"It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance. My name is Helia, and what is yours?" He lightly kissed the back of my hand as he gazed upwards at me. Oh my god, his voice was so dreamy and everywhere he touched burnt.

"Flo-flo-flora," I stammered. Oh great, I can't believe my voice trembled like that.

"Flora," he said softly. "I like that name."

Hearing him say my name had the oddest effect on me, it just sounded so… right coming from his lips, in his deep and charming voice.

"Snap out of it, Flora! He's waiting for your response, say something. Anything!" I thought to myself. "So, uh, Helia was it?" I sought his reaction for approval. He lightly nodded his head, so I continued. "Welcome to Alfea's Greenhouse. I'm the caretaker. Is there anything you need assistance with?" I questioned in my most professional voice.

He smiled, but then a more serious and firm expression took over. "I was sent here on behalf of Red Fountain, along with some of my other teammates," he stated. "We were sent here to defend the fairies here at Alfea. It is rumored that there is a new rising evil, and it wants to invade the magical archives of Alfea."

He then softened his gaze towards me. "I was assigned to watch over the fairy of nature. I am guessing that would be you, unless you just really like dancing with vines." He gave a knowing smile. I covered my face and mumbled, "Please just forget what you just saw…"

"Never," he chuckled. "I'll never forget it." Although I knew he was talking about the incident that shall not be named, I wished he had directed that phrase to me.

The next day, I awoke to a soft chirping sound outside my window, as well as a few beams of light shining through the curtain. I barely got any sleep last night, since I continuously dreamt about Helia, and we all know how that went.

I yawned as I groggily got out of bed, still half-asleep. I limped around my room, blindly grabbing items that resembled clothing and shoved them on my body. If you haven't noticed yet, I'm not really a morning person.

After I freshened myself up and was finally able to function like a normal human-being, I watered the plants around my dorm and grabbed some breakfast.

A girl with some crazy curly hair sticking up all over the place stumbled out of the room across from mine and I wished her a good morning, even though we both knew that mornings were never good.

Her name was Aisha, and we were best friends since freshman year. We were both new to Alfea College and I was very nervous. She was bright, fun and cheerful, and she perfectly balanced out my timid, serious and clumsy personality. We had hit it off right from the start and were sharing a dorm ever since.

It was now the beginning of senior year, and everyone had just come back from summer break. You could feel the nervous yet excited energy the students were omitting as they got ready for class. As I was making my way out of my dorm, I found a sleepy Helia dozing off in front of my door.

"OMG, OMG!" I internally freaked out and struggled not to squeal. He seriously looked so cute with his sleeping face, that I had to strongly resist the urge to take a photo.

Once I regained my senses, I gently poked his shoulder and his eyes snapped awake right that instant. He leaped up and was darting his gaze left and right until he saw that it was only me. He collapsed and mumbled, "Don't scare me like that Flora."

All of a sudden, I started giggling, reminding myself of his face when he leaped up, eyes wide and yet struggling to stay that way. After just being asleep, his facial features haven't quite synced with the rest of his body yet, so his expression was just so… priceless.

Within seconds, we were both laughing so hard we were clutching our stomachs and holding onto each other in a desperate attempt not to fall over.

Once we finally settled down, I finally asked a question I should have asked ages ago. "So… why are you just hanging outside our door like a complete stalker?"

"Tsk, tsk, Flora. You know? You really shouldn't be calling the one in charge of your well-being for the next month or so a stalker," he stated.

"Hmph, I can take care of myself," I said. I knew I was overreacting to his light teasing, but growing up with my single mom having to support a family of four on her own and struggling at various times. I had to learn to do things other kids my age shouldn't do, to get stronger, and to never rely on anyone else, especially if it's a man.

But, even though I had my reasons, my tone was still out of line.

"I'm sorry," I quickly apologized. "Here you are protecting me, and instead of showing you my gratitude, I acted like a child and threw a tantrum." He then gently smiled and took my hands in his,

"You have nothing to apologize for. If anything, I admire you for your independence and strength." He firmly explained. I felt my heart melt as I felt emotions I have never felt before. This is the closest I've ever felt to anyone, and he is the only one who could make me this embarrassed, and yet happy. I haven't laughed so hard in a long time, and it was… oddly refreshing.

I wasn't really sure if what I felt was just friendship or even a crush, but I knew one thing for certain: I cared about him, and liked being with him more than anyone else.

After I came to those realizations, my cheeks reddened, and got even redder once I realized we were still holding hands. Helia also surprisingly blushed, but he didn't let go of my hand.

"Shall I walk you to class?" he mumbled, avoiding eye contact. "Yeah, I'd like that." I somehow managed to answer.

We finally arrived in front of my class and we let go of each other's hand. It felt a little lonely without his warmth, but I shook this feeling off.

I walked into the classroom, but not before taking a small peek at Helia and seeing him leave with a goofy smile on his face.