my masterpiece was finished.

the strokes of yellow and green clung tightly to the canvas, the paint slowly hardening with each growing second.

i was ready to see her again.

swinging the canvas under my arm, i snatched my jacket and raced outside, my heart pounding rapidly against my chest.

anticipation sweated through the palms of my hands as i ran to her house, the canvas slipping in my grip.

as i approached her house, my knuckle bounced off the front door.

the screen door creaked open and behind it stood the person i wanted to see the most.

"cole?" she questioned, her blue eyes locked on the canvas.

"hey," i breathed, a lazy smile on my face.

i was overjoyed to see her.

"what do you have there?"

"i painted you flowers."

i handed her the small canvas, a shy smile appearing on my lips.

she took it and gazed down at it.

"cole, this is beautiful," she breathed, clutching the canvas close to her chest.

"that's not all," i said with a grin.

her eyebrows raised as i shoved a hand into my pocket, and pulling out a piece of paper.

i couldn't contain my happiness.

 "you ever been on a scavenger hunt?"