I wanted to run after her but my feet were stuck to the floor in shock. It was her, it was really her! Was it? I didnt see her face but her shape looked just like the girl's. I need to know who she is, her name, if she really smelt like the ocean. Everything!

I felt my feet move again as I stepped in the direction she went passing more blue lockers, some that were now left open by negligent students. I passed with little attention to the insides of the open lockers until I saw an image on someone's locker door. I paused looking at two girls who looked just alike yet completely different. One, was her. I stared at the image of two girls laughing and hugging each other at the beach. Each in a bikini, the girl with white blonde hair wore a black one with a delicate pattern sewn across it in lace. The girl with dark brown hair wore a pink one that was covered by half a t-shirt. I stared at it intensely wondering if I was just seeing things or if it was true. A real picture of a girl I had fallen in love with just by my own dreams was taped to a locker right in my school. I looked from right to left considering the idea of taking the picture with me. I could bring it right back tomorrow but would that be jut too weird? The owner of this picture, whether it's her or her friend, would probably become concerned about my mental state if I stole a picture then brought it back.
What I could do is take some of her work then say it was in one of my notebooks! That way she would have to talk to me! How would I find her again, though?

I sighed pacing from right to left in thought then herd the locker close behind me. I turned around as the small girl locked the metal box. I watched her delicate fingers turning the knob. Feeling like a nob myself for staring so hard. She picked up her head locking her eyes to mine and I felt my heart melt in me. I almost forgot while I had been falling in love with her she had never seen my face before now. I cleared my throat and took a step to her and held out my hand as if she were to shake it. I mentally laughed at myself for being so dumb to think a girl shakes hands.

"Hi, I'm Harry." I say keeping back my stutters.
She gave a smile and giggled at my hand reached out for her. "Arabella." she spoke beautifully. I smiled at the name and she placed her hand in mine. I felt the coldness envelope my hand. My hand pulled hers up to my face as I gently touched the top of her hand with my lips. She smiled up at me until I let go. I shuffled my foot unsure what to do and shoved my hands into my pockets feeling the warmth of the cloth around them. I smiled with a closed mouth and walked beside her towards the door to leave.

"So, you're new?" I asked and she nodded her head. I was wishing that she would speak again so the angelic sound could soothe through my ears but she only nodded.
"Where are you from?" I asked.
"I, um... I'm from here."
I herd the accent and raised my eyebrows, "really? You sound like your from the states."
She shrugged and laughed at herself making me laugh as well. "My father is, mum lived here."
I nodded my head seeing her voice soften once she said mum. I was surprised that she said mum and not mom but hey, in a mixed accent family what am I suppose to expect? I showed my dimples grinning to her and she giggled sending cold chills down my spine. I wasnt sure how to take the feelings she gave me but I couldnt keep the smile away even when it felt like Antarctica in my bones. I ignored the chill as best I could as my heart warmed with her laughter. The quiet giggles that escaped her perfect red lips.I found myself watching her more than listening the longer we walked together. We approached two steel doors with metal handles that looked old and worn out. I reached before her to grab the door and open it for her. She nodded her head forward in thanks and walked out. I continued watching the fragile body with small but perfect curves. She looked no more than 100 lbs but even if she were 300 I would love her because it's something in her face and the way she was just the right height to where her forehead meets at my lips. If I could wrap my arms around her I could probably rest my chin on top of her head. I loved the thought of putting my arms around her. I felt a cold wind blow by us and looked to my right at the tree's leaves rustling making the sound of paper balls being thrown and hitting each other whilst airborne. I turned back to her but she disappeared being replaced by a girl with white blonde hair, though her body was the same size as Arabella. I squinted seeing that she was still herself. Her face was much like Arabella's but her freckles were limited to only the one by her mouth that I always saw in my dreams so well. Confused, I looked at her face closer making her smile giving a questioned look back while still grinning. I blinked seeing the girl from my dream reappear as another wind passed by but this one had a distinct feel to it, a specific scent that I was familiar with. Salt. I could almost hear the chirping of seagulls and rush of waves replacing the trees leaves moving in the wind. I felt the warm sun pounding down on my thick hat and pulled it off my head shaking my head around then looked back at her. Her hair was still at it's normal brown state and I was confused completely.

"Did you just see a girl with white blonde hair?" I asked and she giggled.
"Why, did she steal your heart?" she laughed assuming I was hitting on someone, possibly someone she knew. "I see her every day as a matter of fact. We sort of share faces." She answered to me with laughter still and I finally got it. They were twins!
"Oh! Okay, I see." I said then laughed. "Why the difference in hair color?" I asked.
She shrugged and answered, "You saw the picture in my locker- huh."
I nodded my head and rubbed the back of my neck where chill bumps were still present.
"I don't know. I guess we are just different. One likes being different on the outside because her inside is as plain and boring as everyone else. The other likes her own skin and feels comfortable in it becuse out and in she's great."
I looked at her wondering if she were giving herself a compliment or just being silly. She laughed at my look and I had to smile as well.

She put her hand on her hip and said, "do you like brunettes? Is that why you ask? I don't think I can hook you up if that is what you are suggesting."
"I'm sure you're sister is great as well but no I'm just trying to be your friend is all."
She looked at me with an awe-filled smile, like she never hears that from anyone.
"I don't have many friends anymore, are you sure you want to be friends with the depressed weird girl?"

I looked at her trying to figure out what she could possibly have to be sad about. Knowing that she was sad mad me even more determined to be her friend, to make her happy with me. She stopped beside the sidewalk giving me a grin then looking to the beige strip beneath her feet for walking.
"Are you walking home?" I asked and she nodded her head.
"Im just a 5 minute walk away, right down Tessen Avenue." She referred to a street just past three homes across the way of the school gates.
"I could drive you, it's on my way." I say and she shook her head no.
"It's fine, I like to walk. I like being outside during this warm weather." Her eyes sparkled at me assuring me that she was truthful and happy with the outside.
"Okay, if it's ever not the right temperature for you just ask and I'll take you."

She continued showing her perfect teeth while smiling and nodding her head yes then turned to walk, waving at me. I waved back while walking to my car back in the school parking lot. I felt the cold air become less eminent and the heat from the sun erased my chill bumps. I jumped into my car feeling the heat rise even more and sweat sat on it's edge waiting to pour out before I turned on the car and cool air circulated through it. I drove past the way of the girl's trip on foot to her home seeing her walking on the side then she turned at the stop light. I stopped the car parking across the way so she couldnt see then got out to follow. She walked past a few trees and through a small section of shrubs and woods. Random flowers spouted in the direction she walked all being of white color with almost a teal colored stem. I picked one up and carried it still sneaking behind her until I saw her sitting beside a tree. She pulled a long notebook from her book bag that I identified as a sketch book. She brought out a pencil and looked out at the lake before putting gentle scrapes across the paper with her pencil. I sat down from afar and pulled out my own sketchbook drawing the beauty I saw. The green grass below her was grey striped rising from the bottom of the paper. The light of the sun was simply lighter strokes on her skin and her hair blew in the feint wind making my grey lines turn to curves and swirls. I looked up at her almost done with the picture seeing that she had vanished.
"Wow, that's amazing." Her voice spoke from behind me.
I looked up and and behind me at her, her brown hair falling in front of her face slightly as she looked down at me.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I, erm, basically..."
She giggled, "Who is it?" she asked and I looked at her confused. I picked up the drawing for her to look at closer.
"You tell me." I say with a hopefully charming smile. She looked at it then her eyes widened.
"How, there's no way..." she mumbled quietly to herself but I heard.
"Do you like it? You can keep it if you do." I say and she looked down at me at a lost for words. I became worried that maybe she found it creepy or maybe I didnt do her justice which I probably didnt.

"I um... I need to go. You can keep it. You seemed to work hard on it."
I stood up and brushed off the dirt from my trousers.
"Oh, it's fine. If you like it. Is it any good really?"
She just kept her mouth closed and gulped. "What was your name?" she asked.
"Harry, Harry Styles."

She nodded her head and closed her lips bringing them into her mouth more and less present on the outer of her face. I watched concerned about her thoughts.
"Are you okay?" I asked.
She nodded her head yes looking very distant. She took a deep breath before leaving, passing behind trees and when I could barely see her anymore I got another sight of the blonde where she once was. The blonde turned back and looked at me. Her eyes locked with mine, as hers were filled with worry. I gave a smile and waved before she turned around. Arabella was then visible again once the blonde went behind a tree. The tall tree was the only one in the entire forest lacking leaves, something I hadn't noticed until now. I walked to it and looked it up and down before seeing a tree house in it and smelling the ocean. I took in the smell and smiled thinking of her again. Her laugh and rare smart comments. My eyebrows furrowed in thinking about her reaction to my drawing. Maybe she didnt like it.

I saw planks of wood nailed into the side of the tree and climbed up finding the entrance of the wooden cubicle. I peaked my head up into the area seeing papers filling the walls and sea shells lining the walls at the base of it. Each shell was different but they all lined the floor in the same way. I picked one shell up holding it to my ear hearing a familiar sound as I looked at a painting. It was of her,Arabella. Her long hair curled and lips closed in a smile while a blue sunny background was behind her. I smiled at the image and sat looking at more art covering the muggy, wooden tree house walls.

Notes

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-Allison