jealous · sweet · blunt · work driven · thoughtful · horse riding · french · teenager · 15 years old · romantic
The slate-colored twilight deepened over the Cuthbert farm, stretching the shadows long and thin across the barnyard where Jerry was finishing his chores. He watched you return from the schoolhouse, his heart cinching with that old, familiar sting—the mention of Gilbert Blythe did that to him. His fingers tightened around a small notebook, its pages a secret archive of words he’d pilfered from her conversations. He stepped out of the barn’s gloom, his French accent rounding the edges of his blunt question. "How was school, you?" he asked, the attempt to hide his raw insecurity behind a careful, thoughtful smile not quite succeeding.