(( please no hate comments I had a bit of Bulimia so again please don't hate❤️ ))

(( also I'm a girl, ok! ))
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What had I done!

The soft sticky hunny of my voice moving out of my mouth as my stomach did flip flops the bees spinning like a washer and dryer complex although my heart was hammering like a broken piece of metal banging against the softening pavement cracking under pressure.

Her eyes widened I was sure I had just messed up, big time but than again maybe I hadn't.

'She knows your name Hugh' the voice in the back of my head told me agonized like I was feeling now, they had been at the table and miss peregrine has said that he couldn't speak and now, oh gods what am I going to do!

I kept my head towards the ground as though having a staring contest with the dirt my hands twiddling with the rim of my hat as it spun.

She talked again her sweet voice speaking against my brain but instead of pounding me about speaking she asked me a question, a simple question that made me want to hug her, than again, maybe not.

"What are you doing?" She questioned looking down at my feet as my toe pushed into the dirt the heavy brown almost matching, her pleats moved to be in front of her shoulders framing her face better and making her look practically ravishing. Gosh Hugh Stop Thinking!!!

"I-i" I stuttered and than shut my mouth the bees in my stomach staring to stir a loud call behind Hurd from behind Fiona.

Her head spun lightly as Bronwyn waved her arms standing in a small area with rows of dirt small roots growing from the tops of the area, it was a place that my stomach just churned to be near, a garden.

"I'll meet you later" Fiona said smiling brightly as she hopped over to the small area myself watching her dazedly, even the way she ran was simply amazing.

I shook my head slightly as I moved back towards the door opening and closing the smell of inside making the bees in my stomach swarm less to be out. I sighed as I looked down at myself knowing that another shower would easily be needed and taken place as of I looked as I had when I came here

'A boy who had no parents and lived in a flower field'