Alone [Black Heart Event-Jaron and Celeste]

Maple lake was probably the best place to relax and be alone. Celeste moved forward to the lake and carefully sat down on her delicate knees. She stared at her reflection with her emerald green eyes and her long red-brown hair almost touching the ice. Her expression was emtionless.

She liked Waffle Island. It was quiet and peaceful other than Mineral Town. Any way to get away from her father was a good idea. A sigh escaped from her lips. Suprsingly ice could still show your reflection here in Waffle Island. It was possible the ice was thin, since it was still early winter.

She grabbed a strand of her hair and put it behind her ears since it bothered her. Celeste was bundled up well in her clothing for winter. Layered shirts and, sweat pants, and a matching pink scarf to go along with it.

She lifted her face into the sky, it was cloudy. The area was dark, it was probably going to snow. She didn't mind, only a long reddish brown hair would get damp from the snow and some snow particles would stick.

Having a good ear sense, she heard footsteps coming behind her. She held her breathe and stood there.

Jaron shuffled around whistling a tone in his head. He was walking from town square to maple lake on his way to the ganache mine district. He looked at the sky and saw some small snow flakes being released from them. He smiled as they touches his nose. The scarf around his neck kept him nice and warm. He walked over to the lake for some rest and relaxation from all the talk around town about him. Most guys didn’t like him for a stupid reason. He feet left foot prints in the snow. His scarf gently blew in the wind. Fairly close to him was maple lake so he walked over to the lake and saw a girl. She had brown hair and was quite pretty. “Hello. Are you new here?” He said with a big smile as he took a seat beside her. The ice turned out to be quite thick. Thicker he expected. His feet didn’t go through. He loafed around in the like a child.

The man soon took a seat next to her. She shifted her green eyes to take a closer look at him. He had blue hair which weird. Maybe he dyed it? Her heart was pounding. She exhaled from her breathe and turned her head fully.

"....Yes,"

She said quietly, barely moving her lips. What if he was going to attack her? What if he was a psycho maniac? Her body was so terribly delicate from her past, she was overly protective of herself. "A-although I don't live on this p-part of the island," She added, hesitating.

She just made a terrible mistake, giving out her location. She sighed again and looked back at the lake.

[ugh how I hate wimpy posts ;n;]

Jaron turn his head and smiled. The snow was on his jacket. The girl was starting at him oddly for some reason. Was she scared of Jaron? Did she not like him? He just smiled and kept it at the back of his mind. He laid back and started to make a snow angel. His smile stayed and the snow laid on his body. He spread out his legs and arms staring to make a snow angel. It was like he was a kid. A really big one at that. He laughed and secretly cried inside. He wanted his memories back. But did he really want them he thought for a moment.

He looked at the girls green eyes. She was scanning him. She seemed amazed by his odd hair color. It wasn’t died it was real. All real and nothing else. That he could remember because every since he got here his hair hasn’t got any different color roots. He laughed again and looked at the girl. He got back up and looked at her. “I’m Jaron, pleased to meet you. I hope to get to know you better someday.” He said with a smile “If she doesn’t hate me already” He whispered to himself then looked around clueless like a puppy. He started to roll up snowballs and he laughed.

{Its Fine}

She just stared at him, confused. He suddenly laid down and made a snow angle and then he looked at her. She felt weird and backed up a little bit. He introduced himself to her, and he was still staring at her. She shifted her green eyes to the lake.

"....I'm,"

She cut herself off, it was unsafe to let out your name. But she was planning to become nurse, but not trusting herself she didn't want to let out her name. She suddenly remembered a memory and for some reason she quickly said her name, "Celeste,"

She hated her memories that just let her spit out her name. She heard him whisper something but she couldn't quite hear.

She shifted back her eyes to the man and he was making snowballs. She didn't want to get hit with those snowballs. She put one arm behind her back and trying her best to at least make a small one. After she threw it at him.

"Safety first,"

She said cracking a small grin.

Before Jaron knew it he was smacked with a snow ball. He gave the girl a odd look. But she did end up saying her name. He smiled and wipes the snow off his face. He made a small soft snowball and threw it at her. Up above were some ducks flying away to a warmer place. He smiled and looked at the girl laughing. He was acting like a child. A small one at that. His eyes went redder then red and stayed that way. The snow became to fall faster. He got up and started rolling some bigger snowballs. One was about 3 feet long and high. Another was 2x2 feet and another was 1x1. He was making a snow man. His scarf lashed around and he laughed with a smile.