1915 - January
The day had been short. Not long enough to fully say her goodbyes. Not long enough to tell the man she loved exactly what she thought of him before he went off to fight in the war. To tell him how her life had been boring and pointless until she found him. To tell him she loved him unconditionally. To tell him how much she didn't want him to go, to leave her. She wanted to beg, to scream how wrong the world was for wanting to take away her beloved. But she couldn't.
There he was, standing so close to her; tying up his boot-laces, taking care to make the amount of lace each side equal and fair. His bronze, shimmering hair -like spun gold- fell across his head and layered on top of his temple. It shone, a variety of colours whenever the light from the lantern hit it.
She smiled, though she didn't feel overly happy nor was it the occasion to smile, but she did. And so did he. He looked up, his grey eyes, the colour of the sea on a stormy day, unpredictable and wide, open for new ideas. Their eyes met, long enough for him to see through her, to see how she felt. A tear fell down her cheek.
"Lily-May" He softly said as he drifted to her side to brush the tear away. "I love you more than anything in the world" Then he delicately pressed his lips to her cheek.
"And I you" She whispered, moving her hand for her fingers to intwine with his.
"Take this my sweet Lily-May and promise to remember me every time you look at it" She looked down to what he'd lodged into her hand. It was a ring. White gold with a pale blue oval stone in the centre. It was truly beautiful but she couldn't accept this, it was too much.
"I can't it's to much, it must have cost you a fortune, I can't..."
"Yes, yes you can. It was my Mothers and now it's yours Lily-May"
"Benson-" She whimpered.
"It used to be a ruby stone, but I got it changed to aquamarine; like your eyes. Well I guess what I'm trying to say Lily-May is will you marry me?" There was a quiver in his voice. He was nervous, yet he had no need to be, she knew her answer.
"Mr Benson Wood I love you. You are my moon and the stars, my night and day. Of course I will marry you" He took the ring and slowly slid it across her wedding finger and kissed it before kissing the girl he loved. With that he turned and walked out into the night
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"Romeo, Romeo where for art thou Romeo?" Mr Bradford exclaimed "Romeo, Romeo where for art thou Romeo?" He repeated again to the non-responsive class. Realising no would would ever speak up he decided to pick on someone. He searched the rows of students till he saw one looking out the window obviously not paying attention, plaiting her long brunette hair.
"Ah Lily, 'Where for art thou Romeo?' from Shakespeare's Romeo and Juliet, what does it mean?" The girl perked up immediately, sat upright and faced Mr Bradford.
"Doesn't it mean Romeo Romeo why do you have to be Romeo? Juliet is saying why does Romeo have to be from the house of Montague why not another name" The teacher paused and stuttered before making a response. He expected the girl to say the wrong answer or say she didn't know.
"Um-well-yes you're right, precisely right" Then he turned and went to writing on the whiteboard. Lily returned to what she was doing previously before, looking out into the distance and twirling a ring on her finger.
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Lily arose from her seat as soon as the bell went and headed down the corridor. She was distracted and wasn't looking where she was going when she suddenly walked into something. A person. She was stunned by his looks, he was beautiful. He had wide, green eyes that reminded her of something. A forest maybe? He had full bronze hair that was cut short but had a boyish, rugged charm. She was fascinated with his looks and realized she had been staring at him. Quickly she glanced away at the space beside him, hoping he hadn't noticed. Unfortunately he had.
"Like what you see?", he said jokily, he wasn't trying to embarrass her, she could see he meant it in a funny way, however it still made her feel uncomfortable. " I'm sorry," he said."By the way, I heard what you said in English about Romeo and Juliet. I see you know it well, maybe one day you could teach me more?" He smiled. She couldn't believe this was happening; she had never seen this person before but somehow felt drawn to him, possibly due to his good looks.
"Well I guess I could. I was made to read Shakespeare when I was little so I've been able to understand it since then," she smiled. She didn't want to be seen as a show off, but it was the truth. Shakespeare was one of the only things she knew she could do well.
"Great! My name's Jude by the way" Jude began rummaging in his bag and pulled out a piece of paper and a pen and started scribbling details on to it "Here's my number, Milly is it? Are you free tomorrow? I want to get some notes before the next English lesson and I want to spend some time with you" He handed the paper to her with a smile.
"It's Lily, and oh-okay" She subconsciously twirled her ring around her finger, the stone complimenting her pale blue eyes.
"I knew it was Lily really, I was joking" he said, flashing a cheeky grin.
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