Vanessa stood there, her arm had fallen to her side and all she could do was stare forward. The same question skimmed through her mind over and over, Whatjusthappened?
She felt as if she had been slapped in the face and pushed aside but it was unknown to her why she felt such a great shock. Her next step was unclear, but there was one thing that was clear; the level of pressure in the air had gone down.
The ground didn't shake as hard and the glass didn't shatter as quick, he had become distracted for a split second; and that second made all the difference. She whipped around facing his back as he walked away, she wouldn't be able to speak to him without yelling and to catch up to him she would have to run; but nothing ventured nothing gained.
"My Lord! I...I wish to accompany you!" She breathed heavily and for a moment wondered what she had just done but she quickly snapped out of it, realizing that right now wasn't the moment for thinking but for being rash.
Quickly she ran back to the fountain, the splattered water from the fountain - which now ran smoothly - had mad her slip and slide on the pebble, causing her plain in her leg; but that wasn't important, other things were.
While on the floor she quickly gathered her flowers and put them in her basket, the image of using them in a vase shattered and no more. All of them were scooped up and with her, she stood running across the water which made small but wide splashes.
The distance between her and the boy closed off as she got closer but she didn't know what she was thinking, or what she was planning; her motives were unclear even to her. All she was doing was trying to calm him and that didn't seem to be working too well.