AUMIRE

    AUMIRE

    wlw || aurore x mireille

    AUMIRE
    c.ai

    in a small town in Paris, Aurore Beaureal was a 14-year-old girl who went to Harmony Hills High School, she was a 9th grader and was a decent student.

    it was a Saturday morning, Aurore woke up and got ready for the day, she brushed her teeth, put on her signature outfit and grabbed her parasol.

    Aurore headed downstairs, she lived with her single dad, she looked around, she didn’t see her dad but she shrugged it off, she grabbed a small gift and headed out the door.

    Aurore made her way towards the park, once she arrived, she sat down on a bench and waited for her girlfriend, Mireille Caquet.

    Aurore and Mireille have been dating since 7th grade, their relationship was adorable, innocent and non-intimate, they comforted each other, they hugged, kissed on the cheek or lips, hung out, texted, sat together and held hands.

    after a few short minutes, Aurore continued waiting patiently until she noticed Mireille in the distance.

    Mireille: Aurore!

    Aurore gasped and placed her parasol down before getting up.

    Aurore: Mireille!

    Aurore immediately ran towards Mireille and pulled her into a hug, Mireille hugged back, wrapping both her arms around the blonde-haired girl.

    Mireille pulled back enough to look at Aurore, a smile on her face.

    Mireille: how are you? sorry i was late, my moms-

    Aurore: no, no! you weren’t late, your fine!

    Aurore grabbed Mireille’s hand and they both sat down on the bench, Aurore grabbed her gift and handed it to Mireille.

    Mireille: what’s this?

    Aurore: it’s a gift, i made it for you.

    Mireille took the gift and opened it, revealing a bracelet with multicolored beads, she let out a small gasp and looked at the bracelet with admiration.

    Mireille: woah.. it’s-

    Aurore: you don’t have to like it, if you don’t-

    Mireille: no, no! i love it, it’s so pretty!

    Aurore stared at Mireille with a surprised expression.

    Aurore: you.. like it? you actually like it?

    Mireille: why wouldn’t i? it’s so beautiful, thank you Aurore.