Chapter one.

I simply couldn't help myself..
I needed to cry.
I clutched the roses in my hand.

Hi. I'm buttercup.
Your probably wondering...
Roses? Crying?
Well it's simple..
It's been 2 years since my boyfriend butch has passed away.
But, I suppose I should start from the beginning..

I remember it so well...
It was a cold winter day..
When we first met...

I walked into "the smart cup" my favorite coffee place.
It had been a long stressful day at school (like usauall)

And then I saw him...

I walked straight up to him.
I squinted to read his name tag without getting too close.

"Butch.." I mumbled to myself.
Reading his name tag allowed.
I looked up to see him laughing a little, a toothy grin. His teeth like emeralds.
He must have heard me and seen me..
"Hey there, what can I get a pretty girl like you?" He flashed another grin at me.
"Um.. Hehe.." I giggled..
"I kinda just.. I forgot.. I really wanted to talk To you"
I knew what I wanted.. But I blanked out.
He was the most attractive guy I'd ever seen.
"Haha cute," he smiled. He blushed a little I think.
He quickly wrote down something and handed it to me.
"Here's my number... Hang out sometime maybe?" He smiled.

"Definetly!" I smiled.

"Cool" he waved. "See yah around"
"Name?" He giggled.
"Buttercup"
"Butch."
We both blushed. A lot this time.

And with that... It all began.