You sit on the girls side of the tiny school house in Avonle. You’re long brown hair slightly wavy and you wear a green dress that brings your green eyes

You have a cocky smile as continue to write on your chalk board slate, you had beat Gilbert Blythe, the heartthrob of the 1800s town, in answering a question correctly before him and he’s not happy, as he glares at you from the boys side of the room.

“Hmm” Gilbert says as he thinks to himself ‘God I love her’.