flora ~ the plants of a particular region, habitat, or geological period.
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or just a young girl, in care, who needs help to overcome her past.
~The Dumping Ground Fanfiction
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Flora's POV There was a brief silence before noise erupted across the room, a collage of 'hello' and, 'nice too meet you' filled my ears; I took this time to study the boy in front of me- he was fairly tall, with short dirty blond/ brown hair and hazel eyes. I was jolted back into reality by the sound of my name beating repeatedly called- 'Flora, Mike was talking to you.' Tee whispered.
"Sorry, I was in my own world." I apologised.
"I was just wondering if you could give Ryan here a tour, it's the newest member who usually does it- and therefore, it's all yours." Mike exclaimed.
"Yes, that's fine," I said, smiling, whilst walking towards the oak door. "Follow me."
As I left Elmtree house, I took a right and headed towards the garden. "So, as you know I'm Flora- I've been here for a while know, and I promise you... it's not as bad as you think, everyone is really nice!" I ramble, twiddling my fingers- not really knowing what I'm supposed to be doing.
All I receive is a short nod in return before we continue walking in silence, after a while- he breaks it-
"So, who lives here?" In reply to his question, I list all of the residents that live here, giving him a short back story on each of them. We walk towards the bench and have a long conversation about ourselves, just getting to know each other. Standing up to leave, we head towards the front door, I quickly pause, before resuming my explanation.
"There's my best friend Tee, she's so lovely- you'll really like her. And then there is her Brother Johnny." I say, whilst walking towards the living room; as I turn the corner I am faced with Johnny himself, dressed in his running gear. I turn to Ryan-
"Speak of the devil, Johnny- this is Ryan, Ryan- Johnny" I introduce them, taking a step back and grinning.
"Nice to meet you, but I've got to go- I need to train," Johnny apologised, "but make sure to find me later."
"Okay, I will. See you soon." Ryan replied. Before Johnny could walk off, I spoke,
"Wait, Johnny- can I come?" I question. After throwing a puzzled look in my direction, Johnny finally speaks up-
"Flo, are you sure you want to? You know what happened last time."
Running my hands through my hair, I complain- "But Johnny, I can't stay inside forever... I really miss running, and I'll have you with me this time!" I pull the most innocent face I can, whilst working my puppy eyes.
Ryan just stands there watching this conversation occur, a small smirk plastered on his face- realising what I am doing, after a long, stressed sigh- Johnny gives in,
"Okay, but be quick- it'll get dark soon." I apologise to Ryan before bolting up the stairs, running into my room and shutting the door.
I finally get to go running again.
After quickly changing my outfit and redoing my hair, I dash back downstairs to meet Johnny- he smiles when he sees me. "Are you ready to go?" He asks.
"Yes, just give me a second," I reply, whilst tightening my shoe lace. We call goodbye to Mike, before leaving out of the front door, closing it gently.
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Ryan's POV I watched as Flora and Johnny left out of the front door, I don't know what is going on between them, but I intend to find out. Feeling curious, I try to recall the way to the living room- after a few wrong turns, I find it; all heads turn toward me as I walk to the sofa and sit down. A few minutes pass, and I remain on the chair- watching whatever show is on the television, when a girl walks in, asking where Flora is. My head perks up at her name and I swiftly follow the girl as she exits the room- up the stairs and pauses at the top.
"Excuse me." I exclaim. The girl turns her head around and stares at me for a brief moment.
"Ryan right? I'm Tee, How can I help?" She asks. Remembering my conversation earlier, I recollect that Tee is Flora's best friend and Johnny's sister. She'll know what's going on, right?
"Well... um... I was just wondering if you know what's going on between Flora and Johnny?" I say, which each word, my voice becoming quieter.
At my words, her nonchalant face morphs into a smirk-
"Oh, nothing- they're just friends," she replies, before turning around.
Subconsciously, my mouth forms a small smile and I feel very content. As I turn to leave, another sentence rips that smile off of my face.
