CHAPTER 2

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"Morning Taylor" ,

I greet Taylor as I get out of Escala building to start my morning walk. Seattle is a really good place to have  morning walk. I remember when dad and I used to go for walks or jogging together before I went off to college. I actually  don't know why dad is so insistent on working out. Even on my mum and Phoebe sometimes. I plug in my earphone to my iPhone to listen to some refreshing music as i jog. As i jog the cool breeze blows my hair and my face which makes me feel relaxed and refreshed.

Ahhhh how I love fresh breeze. As usual I receive smiles, waves and blushing faces from the ladies I jog past. I just give them my smile because am used to it and I even get tired of it sometimes. It was always worse that this when i used to jog with dad though. The streets are not so busy because its a weekend and many people don't have to go to work. Some memories of when I used to go to dad's office when I was a kid flood my head like when different people used to carry me and kiss me on my head and cheek also in mom's office. I also remember when we used to go to our grandparents' house for family dinners and parties and myself, Ava our cousin and Phoebe used to be the center of attention in the house. There was a lot of fun back then. I  sigh heavily. My phone buzzes from my pocket and I check it. Its an email from Chelsea. She wants me to accompany her to a party this weekend and then we can go somewhere to have fun. What is it with this girl and parties? Well I'll have to think about it since I have a graduation to go for and my mom may even insist on relaxing after the graduation program. Phoebe and I are the only ones that seem to be able to tolerate her in my family and Phoebe even does because they are kind of friends. As I'm thinking of what to decide I bump into someone on the side walk. Her coffee spills on her Jean shirt and my gray T-shirt but just a little on the black T-shirt she is wearing inside I think she was making a call and wasn't even concentrating on where she was going too. She gasps and says
"OH, my God I am so sorry." ,then she raises her head. She has brown curly long hair parted by the side, brown eyes that shine in the sun and cute,well chiseled and soft looking lips, long eyelashes, tanned skin. I don't know but she looks American and Mexican am not sure but she definitely has Mexican genes and she fucking has no makeup on. She is so beautiful. I snap out of my trance

"No, i am sorry i wasn't concentrating on where I was going. Can I get you another cup of coffee?". I think she is in the same type of trance I was in because she is slightly gaping at me and looking into my blue eyes before shaking her head as if to clear it.

"No its okay. I was going to dispose it anyway"  Phew.

"I really am sorry", i say to her.

" Me too", she says.

"I should get going now. I have to rush".

"Okay, bye" ,i say back to her and she smiles and all white teeth smile and waves as she turns to go. She removes her jean shirt and places it on her bag and packs her hair to the side. She is wearing sky blue jeans and ankle boots. Then I see her figure. She's so perfect. What are you doing Grey?

I slap myself inwardly. I don't even know this girl. Shit, I didn't even get her name. Fuck. Well, people come and go, if I see her again good and if I don't,too bad. I turn to another way out which is close to Escala to get a change of shirt and a thorough shower before mom smells the coffee on me.

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