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Francesca 

I thought I could just start up a conversation with him, the boy I saw yesterday at the restaurant is conveniently standing in-front of me. He even picked up a book I've been wanting. I thought it would be the best way to spark some type of convo but yet again I am trying to pick a fight instead.

I usually get called a know it all, a do-good-er, a smart a$$ and a teachers pet. So I just stay to myself mostly staying out of trouble. I focused on myself and had a major model glow up. Now I don't know how to flirt with boys to save my life, my mom tells me to "tone it down' and "not every boy likes a challenge" I thought, maybe she's right. 

But this guy is certainly not backing down, it even seems like he's actually enjoying himself. I've never gotten this far without being called annoying and without getting into a non-intellectual argument based around a mans ego and not actual fact. 

He's actually playing back. I'm feeling a bit spontaneous, I start "Listen, I have somewhere to be.  I'll be downtown tonight at the club "Kiss Paradise" I hope I see you there. Bring the book we can swap knowledge, from one intellect to another." I smile, turn away and walk off. 

The one thing my Auntie taught me is never stay for too long, only long enough to have them thinking about the interaction. I'm pretty sure it worked, I feel like I left too early. I walk to the front of the store, wave bye to an employee and walk out the front door. 

The sun was so bright I grabbed the wide framed brown shades that were laying onto of my head. My hair was pulled back into a high top long braided ponytail, I woke up early this morning for a sunrise fashion show on the beach. It was lovely, I had to be there really early for hair and make-up. I didn't see the need to go home and change before running by the bookstore before the brunch I have reserved for me and my Auntie

It's down the street, so I walk there reminiscing about the interaction I just had with... I didn't ask for his name. Realization settles in and all I can do is roll my eyes and groan about my current situation. What if he is busy tonight and can't even make it out, does he even know where the club I described was? I doubt we will bump into each other. I start to give up and just look forward to my reserved Brunch.

Jason

If I hadn't stood there smiling like an Idiot at the idea of us meeting again I probably could have followed her out, gave her my number or something. But Francesca was gone, I followed her hip sway all the way out the door completely mesmerized but her energy and scent. Fresh flowers and cocoa butter.

Lord have mercy on me please.

I decided to go over to the lounge chair she was sitting in and sit there in her absence. Trying to gather even a small bit of her vibe and stay there, I fail in my efforts to make that happen. Instead I open the book and start to read it. 

I stayed at the bookstore a couple of hour after my conversation with Francesca, trying to read the whole book before I saw her again. Instead I put a bookmark in it at the half way mark and head towards the front of the store to purchase the book. 

There was a lady at the front, she looked like the overly happy type. She greeted me with a loud "Hello there sir are you ready to check out?" I reply with a nod and place my book on the counter. "Oh this is quite a lovely book! I hope you enjoy it." I bow my head, expressing my thanks. "Have you already started reading the book?" she asks as she scans the book and places it in a bag.

I sigh and become agitated, I dislike when people force me into talking and having a conversation with them. "Yes." I say, trying to express my distain for talking. I don't think she noticed. She then said "Oh, how do you like it? I was going to buy this book when it came out but I didn't really know what it was about. What's it about?" She looked at me with such interest, but it didn't seem as tho she had any interest in what I was going to say, more like interest in me. 

What a selfish girl, only worried about her own self interest. I look at the price, go into my pocket and grab the cash. I place it on the counter and take the bag from her, I then say "Sun.. Sky. Have nice a day." I bow my head a bit, turn away and leave. Glad to be walking away from the conversation.

Once bought I walk out the front door, it was sunset. I make my way around the town once more to check out the other stores I missed before finally calling a taxi and heading home.

I bought a book, some flowers, a couple of clothing items from a vintage thrift store and some vinyl records for my record player at home. I kinda love vacations. 

After a short taxi drive back to the house I undress and unwrap all the gifts I bought, I repackage the book and flowers. But then sit on the bed with gifts in hand contemplating whether or not I should go tonight.

The current dialogue in my head:

I wouldn't know what to say, you barely say anything as it is.

She's far to beautiful, she won't have asked you if she wasn't interested

She's gonna be a challenge, but that's not much of a problem from him

grandad how did you get grandma? Was it this easy? Did it ever feel this difficult? 

I then remember what Grandad always told me. "If it confuses you, it's not meant to be. If you feel as tho you have already done this before, do it again." 

That was enough for me to decide on get ready to meet Francesca at a night club in Morocco, Africa.