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My leg anxiously bounces as I lean my back against the wall and wait at the main doors for Oakley

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My leg anxiously bounces as I lean my back against the wall and wait at the main doors for Oakley.

"Dude I'm so fucking nervous, what do I say?, where should I take her?, do you think she'll talk to me?" I hastily text Elijah.

"Chill the fuck out man, she agreed to go with you already and it'll be awkward if you hermit crab and freak her out, take her to that café you like or something"

I hear quiet steps echoing down the hall and my heart starts to speed up, clutching the phone tightly I quickly type.

"Yah yah thanks man, I think she's coming"

"Text me how it goes"

"For sure"

Oakley turns around the corner and tightly smiles as she sees me. As corny as it sounds my breath stifles.

She's added on a black leather and green Sherpa lined jacket.

The way it contrasted against her honey eyes today made her look even more beautiful.

"I like your toque" she murmurs standing a small bit away from me.

It's green, just like the slight green of her eyes...and her jacket.

She smells like oranges and cinnamon.

"Thankyou... ready to go?" I say with a wide small catching her eyes drift to my smile before looking away and meekly nodding.

I pull open the large oak doors and signal her to pass through. She smiles in thanks before passing by me, her arm slightly brushing against me as she buries her hands into her jacket pockets.

I follow after her as we start walking down the pathway, the fall leaves brushing against our ankles because of the harsh breeze. Small strands of her hair that has come undone stray into her face as she pushes them behind her ear.

I dig my hands into my pockets feeling just how cold it's getting as we turn into the tree covered pathway that leads into town.

"So uh, why did you end up at this boarding school?" I asked.

"Uhm, I'm not really sure. My... foster parents sent me here. I'm from New York so a bit of a change I guess. It's nice though. Quiet. You?" she slightly smiled and looked out at the view.

"My dad owns a big company and is dead set on passing it down to me. It's in DC but he sent me here thinking it would be good. I've always wanted to go to New York though"

"Mhm, yah it's nice sometimes." She says looking downward and slightly shivering.

"Do you want to take over your dads company?" She asks suddenly.

The question completely takes me by surprise. No one's ever asked me that.

"No not really, maybe because he thought I was acting out. I never have but uh- it's complicated" she simply nods in response not prodding for me to open up any further.

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