"Look mom! A butterfly!"

A little girl around the age of 8 in a white cotton dress was pointing up at a an orange and black butterfly that flew up towards the sky. Her blonde hair was up in braid letting her beautiful face show, white ankle flats were on her feet and a small silver bracelet was on her wrist.

She giggled showing her teeth as she chased another butterfly around the park. This one was completely white and seemed to take a liking of the little girl chasing her as it went in circles. The little girls blue eyes never left the butterfly as she tried catching it.

Danny and I were sitting under a tree leaning against it watching the little girl play. The dark green grass was nice and cool as I played with it between my fingers. I had already pulled a few pieces of grass before putting it in a small pill.

Danny suddenly moved from next to me and placed his head on my lap before closing his eyes. I blush and smile lightly before running my fingers gently through his hair. It's soft under my fingers and a smile spread across his face as he feels me play with his hair.

"What's your favorite color?" I ask randomly. I don't know a thing about him and I was curious about a lot of things.

"My favorite color?" He repeats a puzzled look on his with his eyes closed.

"Yea. You're favorite color." I tell him smiling.

He pauses thinking about it. "Green." He says finally. "What about you?"

"Blue." I say immediately without hesitation. "Favorite school subject?"

"Math." I crinkle my nose at the answer. As is sensing my disgust he opens one eye and laughs at the expression on my face. "I'm guess you don't like math."

"Nope. I hate it but that doesn't mean I'm not good at it." I say defensively so he won't think I'm stupid. "I prefer history. It's my favorite next to english and Art. I think they're intertwined. Well everything is really. All the subjects. They've all been taught for years." My voice drifts off and then I realized I was wrong about one. I narrow my eyes. "Except PE that shit sucks. I hope no one had to go through that."

At this Danny starts laughing loudly, he sits up before looking at me still chuckling. "It's true! I hate PE. It stands for Public Embarrassment!" I whine pouting. "I'll sucked at the stupid games they made us play."

"I'm sure you were fine." He says with a smile and goes to sit next to me. "So what's with all these questions?" He asks leaning back.

"I don't know a thing about you." I say with a frown.

It's like he doesn't even care we don't know a thing about each other. Although I do still feel like I've known him my whole life. I don't know what this crazy feeling is but its like I don't need to know the silly things. But in my head I know it's not right and I need to know him completely before any other mate stuff happens. It's just wrong not knowing him. It's like we're skipping the knowing part and going start into dating. I want to take things slow. I think.

It seems like he realizes I'm right because he suddenly gets up and starts to pace as he brings his hands to his head in frustration. "Oh my god I'm so sorry. I'm being to forward aren't I? God I'm sorry. In our world this would be normal but you're not apart of my world yet. God I'm such an idiot." He groans bringing his hands to his face.

"Hey hey." I say feeling bad. Getting up I go over to him and take his hands off his face. "It's ok. I'm just not used to all this attention and I think it's kinda sudden even though we are mates. I'm kinda sad I wasn't apart of your world but I am now and I'm going to be. So let's just take this slow ok?" I say softly.

He opens his eyes to meet mine and I feel myself smile. "Let's go be weirdos together. And then we can call that weirdness love." I say grabbing his hands and yanking him to park.

I don't know where the confidence came from but maybe it came from my heart beating erratically in my chest or the sudden wholeness I feel when I'm with him. All I know is that I was right.

I laugh when I see him trip from the sudden movement and right then and there I promise myself to be me when I'm around him. I need to be completely honest, crazy and ridiculously me. Because you can't pretend to be someone you're not with someone you like.

Because they'll end up liking another person. With your same face and body but it's not you. Because it's what's on the inside that counts, your soul, mind and way of thinking. That's you. And you should never change for another person. Because they wouldn't for you.

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