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alisa878 — Gormiti Mandy+Mike (my OCs) This flower is for you
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Happy holidays to everybody! Finally I had inspiration for writing a little story 
This flower is for you
«Catch me up!» Funny little girl with two tails screamed and slapped on the shoulder shaggy boy about her age standing beside him. «Come on, come on!»
«Leave me alone, Bella!» This boy responded and looked at the girl with his eyes in different colors. «I don’t want to run!»
«Ja-a-ay! Why are you so boring?! Come on and catch me already, your turn to lead!»
«Oh, I'm tired of this! I’ll catch you and you’ll regret it!» Jay jumped up and ran after Bella.
«Get out of the terrace!» Bella’s mom Jessica shouted. «Come play in the yard! Hey, do you want to go have some fun?»
The question was addressed to boy that stood next to her - her son Mike. «Nope, I'll be here» he said looking sadly into the yard. Mike never liked to play with her sister - quiet nature does not allow him to run around and laugh. Suddenly, the boy heard behind him: «Hey!» He turned to see Eva, his classmate and best friend of his parents’ daughter. Mike also noticed behind Eva her mom Gina and Amanda, her older sister. Green-eyed girl with very long black curly hair walked slowly towards the yard. Eva, laughing out loud, was playing catch-up along with Jay and Bella. Mandy went to the other end of the yard, pulled out an album, pencils, and began to draw something. Mike went into the garden and sat down on the grass watching everyone. Somehow the boy a long stare at Mandy - he didn’t take his eyes off her few minutes at a time. The girl saw it, blushed and turned away. Mike plucked a beautiful blue flower, went to her and said quietly: «Hi ...»
«Hello…» Amanda said sheepishly.
«Why are you greeting yourself like that? I'm little too.»
«Little? How old are you? »
«Six, almost seven»
«And I'm almost eight»
«You're older than me, you see? Then I'll greet myself another way - hello, Miss Amanda! » The girl laughed.
«What are you drawing?» Mike continued. «Is it our garden?»
«Yes. It's very beautiful, and I love to draw beautiful places.»
«You’re doing it great.»
«Thank you. What are you hiding behind your back?»
«Aw, you mean that thing? That's a flower.»
«Wow, it's a blue rose! I love this flower so much! And why did you pluck it?» The boy blushed even more and began to lose the power of speaking.
«I did it for… for… I want to give it to you! Something like that...»
«It’s a present for me? Wow...» Mandy took the rose. «How... How wonderful it is... Thank you, Michael.»
«You can call me Mike, ha-ha!»
«Well, Mike» The girl got up from the ground and kissed the boy's cheek. «Thank you.»
. . .
Some years later
. . .
«Mandy, a door! Can you get that, please?»
«I know, I know! Why can’t you get it by yourself?»
«My hair are wet!»
Amanda ran to the door and asked: «Who's there?» She heard the answer and immediately opened, her face flashed a smile. Mike entered the house.
«Hi, Mandy!»
«Oh, hi, Mike! How are you doing?» Said Eva popped up from nowhere.
«Go dry your hair!» Laughing, said Mandy. «Why do you wash them twice in a day?»
«I dyed them» Eva said, adjusting his red curls on the head. «That color is really bright! Do you see? Do you see it?»
«Yeah, yeah, you look awesome!» Joined Mike. «Can you leave me and your sister alone here for a while, please?»
«No problem. I'll make my new hairstyle - my look will be more amazing that you can imagine!»
Eva ran to the second floor, Mike and Mandy sat on the sofa in the living room. The guy hid something from the girl behind his back.
«Whoa,» Mike sighed. «Why Emmy is so concerned about her look?»
«She’ll go to a cinema with Jay today» Amanda said. «And try to look as good as possible to him.»
«Jay will like her in any way she’ll look like, ha-ha! Oh, believe me, he told me that himself.»
«Wow, how nice! Oh, you came to our home and I didn’t offer tea, how rude of me...»
«It's ok, don’t worry about it...»
«Do you want some tea? Coffee?»
«No, thanks...»
«I didn’t dare to ask - what are you hiding behind your back all the time?»
«You mean that thing?» Blushed and started to stammer, Mike has shown a thing that he hid. It was a bunch of flowers. «That's why I came for.»
«O my... Blue roses... »
«Yes.»
«They're ... for me?»
«Of course.»
«But, but ... Why? It's a celebration today? »
«No-o, today... Today is... Do you remember when I gave a blue rose to you? When we were kids...»
«Yeah, how can I forget... »
«This moment happened exactly eleven years ago.»
«Eleven years! Time sure flies... »
«Yeah...»
«Did your mom punish you for it? You plucked this rose from garden’s flowerbed.»
«She did. But I wasn’t disappointed - it was worth it.»
«Worth it?»
«Of course. You were so happy!»
«It was nice...» Feeling hard to continue the conversation, Mandy tried not to look in Mike’s eyes. She began to consider a bouquet. «Nine, ten, eleven. Eleven years - eleven roses... How wonderful... »
«Wonderful? You... You like it?»
«Yes! They're beautiful! Mike, I... I don't know what to say... Just say «thank you» won't be enough...»
«If you like these flowers, this is the best thanks to me. And you know, I wanted to tell you something for a long time... No one and nothing can compare with how beautiful you are.»
«What? You... Do you really think about me in that way?» Girl’s pale face gave away a tear.
«Mandy... Mandy, I'm sorry... I didn't want to make you cry, don't do it, please!» Suddenly the girl got to guy really close and kissed him to lips.
«I'm alright... Never been better...» Mandy whispered. Mike kissed her back.
«I love you... Amanda...»
«Me too... Michael...»
