^So this is what the peculiars do when Miss Peregrine's out!

So I was watching this TV featurette for MPHFPC. The film is now rated PG-13 for fantasy violence, that sort of thing. Then Jacob touched a flower and it died.

So, I think this is what you've been waiting for. Enjoy!

"Hello." Said a voice behind me. It was mid afternoon at Miss Peregrine's Home for Peculiar Children, and I had just settled down in the grass to read Little Women, which was an American book that I was remotely curious about after I heard Emma discussing it.

I turned around to see Enoch standing behind me. He had made an effort to look less Enoch-like than he usually did. He wore an outfit that was not overalls, and he was trying to smile. So all in all, he looked better than he usually did.

"Oh, hey Enoch." I smiled. His left eye twitched and he cleared his throat.

"I-I was won-wondering if you and I might take a trip into the uh, town." He said slowly as his voice cracked on the last word. He ran a hand nervously through his hair.

"Are you okay?" I asked. "You seem odd." I think I knew what was up, but I didn't want to say it outright. His gaze drifted to some place behind me and he shrugged helplessly in a, well, now what manner. I turned around to see what he was looking at but only saw Fiona and Hugh in the garden doing whatever they're always doing.

"No, no. I'm just fine. Do you have an answer or what?" He crossed his arms.

"Oh, sure." I said, tucking my book under my arm as I stood up.

We set off down the footpath that ran along the beach, which was a lovely sight. Enoch just looked down at his feet and kicked at some rocks.

"Don't you love living on Cairnholm? Look at the ocean and the sky!" I said, pointing.

"It's just another place. I've seen better." He shrugged. "You have too. There's just no places to hide and everyone's friends with one another." Enoch cringed. "It's just, where's the danger? The excitement?"

"So? There's nothing wrong with that. I myself prefer a rural setting. Besides, you can get in enough trouble just for being peculiar. Living here protects us from that."

"And it protects us from having an actual life. Don't you want to get out of here and just live? Not survive in hiding? You can't have any real friends. Don't you want your own family?"

"Everyone here is the only family I need. And I vastly prefer living a sheltered life to dying via hollowgast." There was some sense to what Enoch was saying. But I couldn't see why you would miss something you never had. Everything I needed to be happy with was in Cairnholm. But was my judgement clouded?

"Okay, I'll let you go on thinking that. Anyway, I actually brought you here to not talk about the problems that come with living in a loop, but rather an issue I think I need to bring up. What are we?" Enoch asked, looking at me. We sat down on a big rock.

"Well I'm a member of crypto-sapiens, a syndrigast, or peculiar spirit. I don't know, what are you?" I said.

"That's not what I meant. I, well. I think you know that I like you." He began.

"Oh, months ago." I said, remembering the day Emma and Bronwyn told me. I wouldn't have any idea if they hadn't.

"That makes it easier. I don't know if you feel the same way about me, and I don't want to keep feeling like this if you don't have the same feelings. And I can't read any of the signs. We haven't even really talked since you got back."

"And I've wanted to talk to you." I said.

"I just want to know if you have an answer. And if you don't I guess it's okay." He crossed his arms and looked at me.

I was thinking about all the times I was with him. I talked to him more than anyone I met before at Miss Grouse's home. I was the first one to know about his peculiarity. I convinced him to tell everyone else. Then I realized what I told him back when I was bleeding out on the grass was all true. "Yes. Yes, I do." I whispered.

"You, what? What are you trying to say?"

"I'm trying to say yes! I do feel the same way about you, I'm just a normally shy person and I can't say that. But I can say it to you, and that means something. I can talk easier with you." I lifted my eyes to see Enoch looking back at me with an emotion halfway between apprehension and something else I couldn't place. Then he leaned in fast and before I knew what was happening we were kissing.

It wasn't what I expected a first kiss to be like. I thought it would be warm, but down by the beach it was cold and windy, so my hair blew around and got in my face. I thought it would make me feel like time stopped, like they always said in books. But all I could think about was the birds cawing and the waves crashing and the wind blowing.

But underneath it all there was something nice, and it was warm. I knew I liked the feeling, but at the same time I was scared.

"I'm sorry!" The poor guy looked terrified, like by just kissing me he'd suddenly triggered the end of the world.

"No, it's okay. I'm just, uh, not used to that." I picked at my nails. Enoch looked off into the distance.

"Maybe we should be heading back."

"Okay. I guess we never made it to the village then." I laughed.

"Guess not."
~*~

After dinner, I was passing Enoch's room when I heard him exclaiming something. I decided to listen. "Yes, yes! I finally kissed a girl and she's smashing too!" I held in a laugh and closed the door to my room.

I finally kissed a boy and he's smashing too! A sort of euphoria passed through me as well, so I did a little twirl before flopping onto my bed. I wonder if that's what Emma and Fiona felt all the time?

Hey, guys. So I hope you like that chapter. On another note, Loop Day's only two more days away! Anybody doing anything special? Anyway, I was thinking of publishing a Q+A for it. But if you don't have anything to ask that's okay. You can ask me or any of the peculiars. Or even Netta if you want.