strawberrymilkshake08

[strawberrymilkshake08]

“𝐇𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐲𝐛𝐞𝐞.“

Chapter one:

Belle was busy today. She was getting all her stuff, packed into boxes into the new little house she had bought. Beforehand, she had given the house a bit of a touch of 'her.' 

She painted the front door baby pink, and her father carved a heart shape into the door. Too make it prettier, belle planted some pink tulips and white roses in the garden. Her house looked like a fairy house, and belle loved it! But she was unsure how her neighbours would be..

Belle has quite bad social skills, and is extremely shy. So she was scared too talk too the neighbours. What if they were rude, or unkind?

Belle got the last brown box into the little house, and it took all of her strength. Belle is a fragile and skinny girl, so she could break something or pop something if she carried anything too heavy.

"Phew. The last box.." Belle says too herself, going too the sink too get a glass of water, which she chugs. 

"Much needed." Belle says, putting the glass into the sink. 

Belle begins too unpack her stuff, and place them in the correct areas. While she does this, she can hear a voice, a raspy little girls voice, followed by some giggles.

She gets curious and decides too check it out, sticking her head out of the window too face the neighbours front porch.

Out on the porch, is a young teenager, wearing a red shirt with a black long sleeve shirt under it. She has worn out blue jeans on, and dusty blue converse with scribbled words on them.

Sitting infront of her, in the rocking chair however, is a man who looks around 30 or 40. He has a brown flannel on, an grey shirt underneath, and his jeans look worn out and dusty. Like his brown boots.

He smiles and chuckles at the fourteen year olds awful cheesy jokes. Which makes belle smile, and eventually let out a giggle.

The fourteen year old's head snapped into the direction of the giggles. Meanwhile, Joel had gone into the house for a cup of coffee.

"Oh," Ellie said, a hint of relaxation seeping into her tone.

"Your the new neighbour?" She asked Belle, rushing over too the window belle was at.

Belle suddenly felt a wave of shyness wash over her. She didn't love talking too new people..

"Y-Yes. I a-am." Belle mumbled softly, fidgeting with her fingers.

"Cool! My name is Ellie. Your house is very flowery.." Ellie says, leaning up against the window.

Belle felt a bit of worry at the last comment, she thought her flowers looked beautiful, but now she was unsure!

"H-Hi Ellie. M-My name i-is Belle." Belle stuttered out nervously.

"Belle, huh? That's a pretty name." Ellie says, eyeing the flowers in the front garden.

"I'm sure Joel would wanna meet the new neighbours too." Ellie says, turning away and going into her house, climbing the porch fence.

Belle felt even more shy, knowing she was gonna have too talk too someone named 'Joel.' She didn't even know who that was. Was he the man sitting on the rocking chair before?

Belle waited for a few minutes for Ellie too come back with this supposed Joel person. She was very scared, her tummy felt fluttery and warm.

"Belle!" Ellie said, waving too her.

Belle looked up, staring out the window. Her cheeks flushed a light shade of pink when her big brown eyes went too Joel. He was the man from the porch, and he looked awfully handsome up close, even with some wrinkles.

"Belle, this is my Joel. Joel, this is Belle." Ellie says, looking between Belle and Joel.

Belle nervously pulled out her compact mirror and began too reapply her strawberry lipgloss, and put some strawberry pound cake perfume on.

She looked back up at Ellie and Joel, and she noticed Joel had a soft smile on his face. But Ellie didn't notice it.

Was he smiling at her?

No. That couldn't possibly be, he was too old and she was too young and anxious. But the thought did make Belle's heart flutter, and her heart race a bit.

Her cheeks dusted with pink.

[strawberrymilkshake08]

𝐝𝐨𝐥𝐥 ♡︎