A walk by the garden

Bella

It has been a month since Dad, my uncle died. I have stayed in my apartment and did not even bother going to the mansion. Anyway, Gladness keeps me updated with what is going on.

The detective has informed me of Mrs. Wisdom and the family lawyer meeting. It was impossible to know what they discussed so I move all my properties out of the knowledge of the law firm and made the new lawyer Gladness got me in charge of any things that concerns me. Gladness has warned me not to trust anyone including Daniel and herself. We can not underestimate Mrs. Wisdom. I knew she was up to something. But I was making my own plans not to be taken by surprise.

My examination has started and I was sitting in the garden in the estate my apartment was. Usually, before examinations, we were rank to see how we were all doing. I have moved from the top three in my class to seven. Elizabeth was still second and Lisa was third. I have to put in my best in the exams as my coursemates were very intelligent and hard to beat.

I wanted to go for the writers seminal and my only ticket there was finishing the semester at top five. This was going to be very hard. I Am trying to get some inspiration for my first paper. We don't sit in the hall and answer boring questions.

Exams were practical and we have been given twenty-four hours to come up with a poem. The score will be based on content uniqueness, originality, and how much poetic device used in the poem. I was not so good with poetry but Ray had said that the best form of inspiration was nature. I have been sitting down in the garden for two hours but I have found it impossible to come up with any meaningful write-up. I wonder how nature was the best form of inspiration when I was feeling very sleepy with the cool atmosphere.

Just sitting down there made me feel more worried I was running out of time and ideas seems to be avoiding me. I needed to get good grades in all my examination if I will make it to the top five and go for the writer's summit.

Trying to write an inspirational piece? I had a voice said.

I turned to look at the person speaking to me. He was a very handsome young guy but I was certain I don't know him. He was smiling and his white set of teeth made him look very cute.

You seem to be trying to get some inspiration? he asked.

I nod my head still wondering how he knew that. Except he also schooled at mount wings.

Wondering how I know? he asked. I nod my head.

You are holding a book and pen he answere. oh that's right I mentally slap myself. Why did I not think of that? Plus he continues after the pause. I have been watching you for thirty minutes you keep looking around then try to write something.

Oh, I said.

He took a seat next to me. You know if you came to get inspiration from the garden you will not get some looking so serious and worried he said.

Really? I asked.

Yes, he said. You have to first enjoy nature, feel the air close your eyes listen to the music the air river insect, flowers and plants make. You have to feel relax.

I laugh you can't be serious right? I asked. I came out here to get a nice piece for my exam not relax and enjoy fresh air I said the other part in my head.

Try it he said then he got up and went a away from me. I thought about it for a while there was no harm trying. It not like I have gotten any good idea since I have been sitting here. So I closed my eyes and appreciate nature while my eyes were closed I tried to relax and let go of my worries, it not like worrying about them now made any difference.

I opened my eyes after some time and looked at the beautiful sight before me. I have always walked in the garden without paying much attention to my surrounding but now I put my eye to look at every flower in detail. I even got up to smell some of the ones closest to me.

Now that I was not thinking about what will make a perfect poem, an idea suddenly comes to mind.

A walk by the garden

Wow, that's an interesting topic for a poem I thought to myself. I quickly sat down and took my pen and book to turn the beautiful sight I am seeing into a poem

In another hour, I come up with something wonderful. I was so happy, this will give me good grade.

I stood up to go, then I notice he was still there. I walked up to him. Thanks, your tip was helpful I said. He nods his head then turns around to face me.

You are most welcome he answered. I was surprised as to how good-looking he was. I noticed it, when he first spoke to me but because my mind was preoccupied I did not know he was this breathtaking. mentally slapping myself out of my thought I asked Do you live here? The question comes out of my mouth before I could think about how strange it was to ask that question out of no where.

Yes, he replied just a few blocks away he said.

Bella, I said holding out my hand. Jace, he replied taking my hand. See you around I said, he smiled at me and I walked away.