Sunset

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Lana sat in the grass, her journal huddled close to her chest. The blanket underneath her kept her from touching the grass.Her eyes glued on the sun above her, her ears were taking in her surroundings better than her eyes, for she could hear the sound of children playing on the playground behind her. The sun was setting right between two cherry blossom trees, the purple, pink, orange and red all blending together.

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Nash was across the park, looking off into the distance whilst Jack and Jack made vines, he came so he could make vines too but so far all he's done is sit on a slide and look off at the girl with her journal and her gaze directed towards the sunset. Nash smiled a little, standing up and posing like a captain.

"What's a pretty girl like you doing sitting all alone?" He asked, Lana jumped a little and looked to Nash. She smiled a shrugged.

Nash climbed down from the playground, obviously not made for teenagers who are six feet tall. He made his way across the park, his strides long but slow, as he approached Lana, she started shaking and tried to hide her journal. Nash sat down just as she got it under the blanket.

"What's that?" He asked, pointing to the lump from the journal under the blanket.

"It's nothing." She whispered, her eyes darting from tree to tree, swing to swing, anywhere but Nash.

"It's something. I'm Nash."

"Lana."

"Del Ray?"

"No. Just Lana."

"Oh."

"Yeah."

"It's still a nice name."

"Thanks."

"So.... What's in the journal?"

"Nothing."

"How about I turn them blank pages into pages with my number on them then?" Nash asked.

Lana thought before declining. "The journal's too important for anyone to write in it."

"Okay, then can I see your hand?" Nash asked, taking the sharpie he had out to sign pictures or things the fans wanted him to.

Lana nodded. She was in shock but that didn't mean much of anything to Nash. The fans he meets are always in shock, then in denial then all the sudden they realize it was The Nash Grier that they were meeting and they became happy.

Nash wrote his number on Lana's hand. He found Lana absolutely gorgeous. Her eyes that weren't the same blue as Nash's instead they were a darker, deeper blue with violet around the edges of her iris.

Her blond hair ran straight down her back, down to her lower back. Her cheekbones weren't heavily defined but they were there. Her lips looked so kissable to Nash.

She wasn't wearing any makeup. That's when you know a girls beauty comes from within them.

"You still in there?" Lana snapped her fingers, Nash smiled and blinked,

"Yeah. Why?"

"What are your friends doing over there?"

"How do you know they're my friends?"

"They seem like someone you'd befriend and they're screaming your name."

Just as Lana said that one of the Jacks' had called for Nash across the park.

"Sorry. Bye Lana. Call me?" He asked, she nodded with a big goofy smile that made Nash laugh as he ran across the park.

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Is it good?? Idrk what I'm doing with this but ya know what?? I'll see how it goes.