Anya couldn't remember when she had more fun in her life before she met Alexander. He seemed to be a ball of excitement and laughter,dragging her from one stall to the next like a little boy lost in his own world.

'Well Mr Tempest,whats the occasion? You seem to be grinning from ear to ear today' teased Anya. 'I'm having a great time in the company of the most beautiful girl I've known,so what else could I ask for? replied Alexander with a huge smile,holding Anya's hand tightly. As they passed by a stall, Anya saw this beautiful ship,encased in a glass bottle.

'Oh isn't that beautiful!' cried Anya,pointing to it. 'You want it? May I?' Before Anya could respond, Alexander strode forward to the stall. 'How much for that boat over there?' he asked the stall owner. 'Well son,its not for sale but you could try to win it by playing this game.' He handed Alexander a slingshot and three stones. Pointing to three sand-filled bottles on the rack, he said 'Son you gotta hit the middle bottle. You do that and you get the ship. Best of luck' Anya came forward and kissed Alexander on the cheek 'Good luck my Cupid.' she whispered.

Alexander's first shot hit the bottle on the right. 'Oh bad luck son, try again' said the stall owner encouragingly. His second shot hit the bottle on the left! 'Oh come on!' said Alexander in frustration. He drew back the sling for the third shot. All eyes were on him. He released the sling and the stone flew forward,missing the last bottle. It hit the rack and ricocheted off it,hitting the bottle from the back! 'Well I'll be damned,it hit the bottle after all! Well son,here you go then.' said the stall owner,handing the bottle to Alexander.

'Here you go Anya. Just a little something for you to remember me by when you return.' said Alexander as he gave the bottle to Anya. 'Its beautiful,but I don't need this to remember you.' said Anya. They strolled on,finally ending at the village square.

'Its time for the Spring Dance! Quick,we gotta find a place to stand' said Alexander as he pulled Anya into the crowd. The music began,with the sunset as a glorious background. Anya felt the cool breeze ripple past her,as she was swept off in Alexander's arms.

Alexander spun Anya and caught her in a dip.Gracefully,he glided with her.Anya felt she was dancing on air. 'Well Mr Tempest,you certainly know how to make a lady happy.'said Anya,grinning at him. 'Not all,just the one I love.' he whispered back as he grazed at her. She leaned forward,touching his forehead.She gazed into his deep blue eyes,the ones she had loved from the moment she saw them. And then she did what she wanted to do ever since she lost her heart to Alexander.

His kiss was soft yet devastating,as it seemed to draw out all her strength. As he drew back,Anya felt as weak as a newborn baby in his arms. She melted into his arms and just wanted to stay there for the rest of the evening,perhaps her life.'Will you still love me in the morning?' she breathed into his ear. His kiss was the answer she wanted.

Anya couldn't remember when she had more fun in her life before she met Alexander. He seemed to be a ball of excitement and laughter,dragging her from one stall to the next like a little boy lost in his own world.

'Well Mr Tempest,whats the occasion? You seem to be grinning from ear to ear today' teased Anya. 'I'm having a great time in the company of the most beautiful girl I've known,so what else could I ask for? replied Alexander with a huge smile,holding Anya's hand tightly. As they passed by a stall, Anya saw this beautiful ship,encased in a glass bottle.

'Oh isn't that beautiful!' cried Anya,pointing to it. 'You want it? May I?' Before Anya could respond, Alexander strode forward to the stall. 'How much for that boat over there?' he asked the stall owner. 'Well son,its not for sale but you could try to win it by playing this game.' He handed Alexander a slingshot and three stones. Pointing to three sand-filled bottles on the rack, he said 'Son you gotta hit the middle bottle. You do that and you get the ship. Best of luck' Anya came forward and kissed Alexander on the cheek 'Good luck my Cupid.' she whispered.

Alexander's first shot hit the bottle on the right. 'Oh bad luck son, try again' said the stall owner encouragingly. His second shot hit the bottle on the left! 'Oh come on!' said Alexander in frustration. He drew back the sling for the third shot. All eyes were on him. He released the sling and the stone flew forward,missing the last bottle. It hit the rack and ricocheted off it,hitting the bottle from the back! 'Well I'll be damned,it hit the bottle after all! Well son,here you go then.' said the stall owner,handing the bottle to Alexander.

'Here you go Anya. Just a little something for you to remember me by when you return.' said Alexander as he gave the bottle to Anya. 'Its beautiful,but I don't need this to remember you.' said Anya. They strolled on,finally ending at the village square.

'Its time for the Spring Dance! Quick,we gotta find a place to stand' said Alexander as he pulled Anya into the crowd. The music began,with the sunset as a glorious background. Anya felt the cool breeze ripple past her,as she was swept off in Alexander's arms.

Alexander spun Anya and caught her in a dip.Gracefully,he glided with her.Anya felt she was dancing on air. 'Well Mr Tempest,you certainly know how to make a lady happy.'said Anya,grinning at him. 'Not all,just the one I love.' he whispered back as he grazed at her. She leaned forward,touching his forehead.She gazed into his deep blue eyes,the ones she had loved from the moment she saw them. And then she did what she wanted to do ever since she lost her heart to Alexander.

His kiss was soft yet devastating,as it seemed to draw out all her strength. As he drew back,Anya felt as weak as a newborn baby in his arms. She melted into his arms and just wanted to stay there for the rest of the evening,perhaps her life.'Will you still love me in the morning?' she breathed into his ear. His kiss was the answer she wanted.

I'm a simple guy turning 19 this year.
I lend a helping hand to my friends when they fall, and a listening ear to my friends when they talk.
Kind, caring and nice are what my friends say of me.
I created this blog to start writing my stories, poems and etc.
Do leave me a comment on how I write.
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