the start of magic

An ordinary girl beings to receive little notes within magic glass bottles.

                I closed the book and looked up, soon feeling my lips part into a large grin. It happened again. Little sweat beads started to tickle my palms as I started to process the emotions that quickly washed over me. Another little bottle was perched right on top of the table I was sitting at, glistening and begging for me to open it. I could feel the anticipation filling my bones and boiling my blood. Soon enough, I could bare anymore excitement and quickly grasped the bottle and pulled the cork out. Inside, I saw the delicate slip of paper and squeaked quickly under my breath. Slowly pulling it out of the bottle’s grip, my gaze rushed to read the anonymous note.

“You're beautiful. I think, maybe, the most beautiful thing about you is your smile. It's dazzling. Please never let those gorgeous smiles vanish.”

I could feel my joy spread throughout my face, wrinkling my cheeks and exposing my little dimples. The words scripted with chicken-scratch handwriting found their way into my heart. I still haven’t found who these wonderful little messages in a bottle were coming from, but I was just completely thankful for them. After allowing my eyes to skim over the sweet words once again, I slowly took a glance around the library. Seeing no movement or any out of place people, I was once again stumped as to who left these beautiful notes. Slowly, inch by inch, my fingers moved to retrieve my book. No matter how badly I wanted to see the mysterious one, he never came when I was anticipating him. I let myself become lost within my book once again, patiently waiting for another piece of beauty from him.

Author's Note

Prompt: write about an ordinary person who suddenly starts noticing little magical things showing up in his/her life.
May continue writing about this. Maybe even write from the mysterious one's point of view? Thoughts?