"What letter?" Gilbert asked, panic filling his voice. Diana had a confused look on her face, but didn't answer. "Diana, what letter?!" he asked again, louder. Everyone on the train seemed to be looking at him. Anne. He had to get to her.
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Anne turned and ran. She had to get to Gilbert. She didn't have any clue of where he was, but the only thing she saw in her mind was his smiling face. Gilbert. If only she hadn't denied her feelings for so long.
Putting on her boots, and stuffing random things into her suitcase, Anne rushed to the door. But as she turned around, it was as if the world had froze. Standing not five feet away from her was Gilbert Blythe. He was there. And he was looking at her the way Anne had always hoped someone would. Was it possible? Was it possible that someone could look at her like that? It was like something out of Princess Cordelia's life. Anne couldn't speak. She dropped her suitcase to the ground and walked slowly towards him. Was this a dream? If it was, Anne wasn't sure she wanted to wake up.
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Anne. Her beautiful teal dress swished slightly in the wind as Anne walked towards him. He wanted to call out to her, but he couldn't open his mouth. Her slightly curled red hair framed her pale face. Anne would call it horrid, but to Gilbert her fiery hair was breathtaking. He realized it now. He had loved Anne ever since he tugged on her braids, then called her "carrots" and when she smashed that slate over his head. If it had been under different circumstances, Gilbert surely would have laughed.
She was right in front of him now. Gilbert's heart was beating so hard he thought that surely Anne could've heard it. Slowly, he reached out to Anne, placing a hand on her freckled cheek. Without realizing it, he pressed his lips to hers. His heart pounded even harder as she kissed him back.
Gilbert had to make sure. He needed to know. "Anne, do you truly have feelings for me?"
It was as if no words were needed. One look into her eyes and he knew the answer. Joy filled his heart. And then, oh, she was kissing him. Everything had melted away as their lips met for the second time. He wished they could stay like this forever. Holding each other until the end of existence, but reality came back as Gilbert he heard the bell begin to toll.
"Twelve, I have to go." Gilbert sighed.
Anne tried to bury her disappointment as she asked, "But you just got here. Where are you going?".
"Toronto. U of T!" Gilbert grinned. It wasn't his usual smile though. It broke his heart that he would have to be away from Anne.
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U of T? But that was so far away! "Alright, then. So goodbye?" Anne half asked, half stated. She was happy for him, she was, but she couldn't help wishing that he could stay here with her. No. Anne would not think like that. Gilbert would be fulfilling his dreams!
Gilbert had a torn look on his face, but he reached down to grab Anne's hands and kissed them gingerly. "Penpals?"
Anne laughed. "I recall that I happen to have a very nice fountain pen!" Gilbert grinned back at her, but then his smile faltered.
"I have to run, I left my bags on the train." Gilbert said regretfully. Anne nodded, wishing Gilbert could hold her hands again.
As she turned around to see Gilbert leave, she saw Diana's carriage pull up. "Diana?" Anne breathed as she ran towards the carriage after Gilbert.
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"Can I still be your roommate?" Diana asked as she pulled Anne into an embrace.
"Does this mean you're coming to Queens after all?" She couldn't wait to talk to Diana every night, and pretend that they were sisters.
Anne turned to see Gilbert climb into Mr. Barry's carriage. He had told Gilbert to take the carriage to the train station. Anne was about to say goodbye when Gilbert jumped out of the carriage, and touched his lips to hers, twice, again. She knew Diana and her father were watching, but she didn't care. Her stomach fluttered as Gilbert pulled away with an expression matching her own.
"I'll write to you." They both said together. Anne felt herself blush as Gilbert gave her a grin.
"I have follow up questions!" Anne smiled as Gilbert got into the carriage once again.
Anne watched Gilbert drive away, waving back to him. She clung onto Diana's hand, bursting with happiness. Could this day get any better?