Writing Prompt! Day 13

Okay so you know how I said I wanted to start posting daily... sorry! I'm really trying! So if I miss a day here and there please don't hate me!!! This prompt by the way isn't from the book I normalcy do it from because I may or may not have lost it whilst cleaning my room...

Prompt: You’re digging in your garden and find something interesting…

I look at my grandmother's old, tangled garden in the front of her crumbling house. Weeds filling the beds leaving no room for flowers to grow. I let out a sigh knowing that this would take up most of my Saturday and the sun was already pouring down on me, sweat starting to form on my forehead. I jump the small wooden fence that separated the garden from the rest of the yard, kneeling down in a spot that looked simi void of any weeds, I slip on my gloves, the ones my grandmother had given me the night before when she asked me to take on this task, then start to pull at the weeds. With each one a spray of dirt flew up getting tangled in my hair, I didn't mind too much, my hair was already a greasy mess and I had no plans on fixing it.

Finally all the weeds lay defeated in a pile and the garden looked barren and lifeless, the soil a charcoal color, dry and deprived of nutrients. I grabbed the hose and sprayed it all over the ground letting the earth sock it up. I Let my thought wander as I did this but was snapped out of whatever I was thinking about by hands resting gently on my shoulder.

I whip around the hose still jetting water to see, a now very wet Luke. Luke was my first friend when I moved in with my grandmother, he lived next door and was a year older than I was. He was obviously the cutest boy in our small town and girls were crawling all over him, but he never seemed to notice, his eyes only on one girl, me.

“Woo There Beth! I just came over to say hey, not be attacked by water.” He jokes as I drop the hose blushing. But it being the middle of summer is clothes were already starting to dry. “So what are you doing?” He asks looking at the now swampy looking soil.

“fixing up this garden for my grandmother, you know the usual.” I say shrugging and laughing.
“Well do want some help? I have too, simi- wet, free hands.” I nod then throw him a small shovel. We start digging small holes where we are gonna plant the flowers I bought, Talking about absolutely everything, from the weather to Mr. goons latest history lecture on the love life of Hitler, the usual best friend kinda chats. Everything was going great till my shovel hit something, making a dull clink sound. Looking at Luke who was just as surprises, we look in the shallow hole to see it slowly fill with clear shimmering water.

“What the-” he had no time to finish before a guesser erupted the water raining down around us as we bolt away laughing, now both of us completely soaked. The grass was now wet and Luke slipped, and since we were holding hands I roll to the floor with him. Now caked in mud, I watched as my grandmother stepped out of the door hearing all the noise her eyes the size of moons! All I could do is sheepishly smile and laugh as she ran inside to call a plumber. We had busted the old cracking plumbing line, and now my yard was flooded. “So much for the garden.” Luke laughs wiping mud from my cheek.

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Yay! Sorry if this was a little cheesy but hey I liked it! NOTE! Tomorrow I will be posting a some pictures and stories from my trip!!!!

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