Chapter Two

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I feel my phone buzzing in the pocket of my VS Pink sweatpants and open it up to check it. It's 1 in the afternoon here in South Kensington, England, our new home. I'm running down the sidewalk holding my lab, Zora, by her hot pink leash. I stop to look at the message. It's from my mom, of course. Anyone else who would be texting me is asleep. It's 7 in the morning on a Saturday back where all my friends are. 

Suddenly, someone hits me from behind. 

"Hey! Watch it--" I say as I turn to face the unknown force. I trail off when I see his face. This guy is downright gorgeous. Dirty-blonde hair, tall, surprisingly tan for a Brit. They're supposed to be pasty white, aren't they?

"Oh, hey, I'm soo sorry! I wasn't paying attention," he says, bending down to get my phone for me, which I dropped when he ran into me. He was hot before he spoke, but now it's off the charts. That British accent is soooo adorable!

"Oh, no, it's fine. I'm fine." I stumble. 

"Good to know I didn't injure you with my rock-hard abs," he jokes, grinning adorably.

"Oh, it happens all the time. People become temporarily blinded by my beauty." I joke back. Whoa, an actually witty comeback? When did I start being able to come up with those?

"I believe that. I'm Logan, by the way." He reaches out to hand back my phone.

"I'm Rae. Raelyn. Just Rae, actually."

"Oh, okay. Hi, Just-Rae." I laugh and go to take my phone back. He pulls his hand away.

"Nope, nope. Wait just a second." He takes my phone and taps at the keys for a second. Then he hands it back. "Here you go, Just-Rae."

"Thanks, Logan-by-the-way." 

"See you around!" He says, then turns and jogs away. Whoa, I think I just flirted. I don't think I've ever done that before. And actually witty comebacks! What is this country doing to me? I turn and start running back toward the house with Zora. 

When we get back to the house, I look at my phone curiously to see what he did.

My contacts are open, so I scroll through them. Right between Liz and Mackensie, a new contact. Logan.

I smile and walk into the house.

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