I'm making part three again cause........i'm bored. so here goes!
Crystal blue eyes part3: poetry doth not describe her
The next morning......
she sat upon her bed..thinking of him....his curly blond hair looking ragged. His crystal blue eyes, shattered. The sadness she saw yesterday was too much. What did she do? nothing! all she did was go away....just like he said to... she was feeling terrible because of it.
"I can't believe I did that to him......he did'nt leave me alone when I was crying.....but why do I care so much?!" she said quietly to herself. She could'nt get him out of her head... not after that picture. she began fighting with her own subconciouns(yes dexter I know it's spelled wrong!)ever since.
"he's an artist...."
"he called you stupid!"
"his eyes are beautiful"
"He hates you!"
"he saved me"
"hes the only reason you fainted in the first place!"
"he draws pictures of me."
"so? that makes no difference!"
She could barely take it........
"Bubbles! hurry up! we've got school!" blossom shouted from the bottom of the stairs.She decided, she was going to face him today,and figure this out.
first period....poetry class.....
Poetry class,she felt she could let go of some of her stress here. Today they were to tell a poem of something they admired.
"Ok class, now is everyone present?"spoke mrs.Poetarian.The children murmered a quick yes."alright then let's get-"
That voice.......it could'nt be. A figure stood in the door way, the swish of a labcoat caught her eye. It was him.....
"sorry for the interuption but I was in the library studying for my literature test"
" it is fine Mr. Fletcher, please take your seat next to ms. Utonium in the front row"
Fletcher swept toward the seat Mrs.Poetarian pointed toward and sat down quickly. Then he went to look who was sitting next to him, and he saw her. She could hear his heart pump harder as he looked into her crystal blue eyes.Mrs. poetarian continued as if nothing happened at all.
"alright class, as you know homework was to right a poem on something you admire. Hmmmm who would like to go first?"
No one raised there hand. Then...someone spoke in a low tone.
"I...I'll go first Mrs.Poetarian"
It was Fletcher who spoke. He rumagged through his backpack a moment, finally pulling out a piece of paper.Mrs. Poetarian thoguth for a moment as Fletcher did so on wether or not to let him go first.
"hmmmmmmm Well then mr. Fletcher, normally I welcome those who speak out to be first. but I don't know this time....."
"please Mrs. Poetarian! I worked really hard on this!"
"hm....alright, come up to the front of the class room"
Fletcher's face lit up and he jumped out of his seat toward the front of the room. He then turned, cleared his throat, and proceeded to read the piece of paper he took out of his backpack just a moment before.
"I've titled this poem, "Words doth not describe her"
I see her everyday, I admire her everyway.
She helps me smile when I am sad..., and always comforts me when things are bad.
Though I feel I'll love her forever, words doth not describe her.
Her crystal blue eyes that shine like sapphire, her beauty is so much to admire.
She is, she was, she always shall be, the most beautiful thing i'll ever see
Fletcher ended his poem, and looked up toward the class, more specificly....at her. His eye moist, shining under the class lights. That poem, was about her. She could'nt help but smile, as tears out of nowhere began to fall down her cheeks.She now knew why she felt those feelings for him,what they were.....she, was in love.
Mrs. Poetarian thanked Fletcher kindly, and asked him to sit down.Fletcher did so, but with a different type of movement. A nervous kind. A sweet kind.
An almost, loving kind.
end of part3.
next up: Part 4: to love a genius,
Bubbles has now realized that she likes Fletcher, and he likes her back! but now what?Can she tell him the truth without him lashing out at her from nerves? Can there really be love between an mind-strong Genius and Bubbly easily broken Powerpuff girl?Bubbles thinks Dexter may be able to help her in the endevor, but will it be enough to bring Fletcher and Bubbles together?