CHAPTER TWO

Rose flopped on the bed, in the grey boarding house, today was so exhausting! Her mind felt thoroughly racked and used up – and she didn't even get a chance to meet the red haired girl - she always surrounded by people. At that moment, the world seemed bleak and unpromising.

Rose looked out the window, the lane that ran past it looked promising, the greenness of the popular trees seemed to make the red road blush,

"Alright! Alright, beckoning road, I'm coming!" she said, grabbing her notebook and hat and rushing out in her usual flurried style, "Sides no one can cheer up in a boarding house".

She couldn't see anyone in the lane, all was clear so she ran, her kinks and tiredness disappearing as she did. She went faster and faster down the hill and in the rush, almost ran head first into a tall boy. She swerved to the side but he tried to do the same, so they collided at full pelt and fell on the ground. Rose didn't know why, but she started laughing hysterically, the boy looked at her curiously, like he recognized her or something.

"Sorry 'bout that" she finally said, he seemed to snap out of whatever his thoughts were and grinned

"I haven't met you before have I?"

"I don't know a soul here!"

"Then let me introduce myself, my name's Gilbert Blythe" His hazel eyes met hers, she shook his hand vigorously

"And mine's Rose Shirly"

"Shirly!?" He looked surprised, his brows came together and he glanced behind, "Where are you from?"

"I hardly know myself, we've moved that much, two days ago it was Belmont, but a year ago it was Darlington, but we've also been over the sea to Saint John's for ages. Tom's job moves him around a lot"

Rose laughed again. Gilbert's face was still muddled and his eyes seemed to glimmer a bit when she's said St. Johns. He shook his head a bit,

"Really? The name St. John brings memories to me - I was there five years ago while my father" Gilbert swallowed, "was being treated. Mighty big hospital there" He muttered the last sentence. Rose nodded and was about to change the subject when a shorter boy puffed his way up to Gilbert. He had two enormous goggle eyes, 'he must of done something bad to be inflicted with those eyes' she thought, a giggle on the edge of her tongue. The boy nodded to her, and also seemed confused by her. 'Come on' she thought 'Surely you've seen red hair before'

"She looks like.." he started to stutter, but Gilbert cut him short,

"Charlie, this is Rose Shirly" Charlie's eyebrows, like fat caterpillars, shot right up at the name but Gilbert smoothly cut in again,

"She's from Belmont, or was it Darlington?" Gilbert smiled a bit at her but she thought she'd better get away, the other bloke, Charlie looked like he had something to say to Gilbert - he looked exactly like someone had poured something very cold down his back, 'not a bad idea actually' Rose hurriedly said

"Well. I guess we'll run, maybe not so literally, into each other again sometime". As she walked away, thinking about a sketch of Charlie with that cold water down his back, she could over hear from the two fellows, "…Anne…the red …"

END OF CHAPTER TWO

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