As I sit in my Mass Communications class, I ponder how in the heck that guy knew who I was. Did he say see you in class? What class do we have together? Gosh some more details would have been nice. I've never seen that boy before in my life! Luckily, after class I have my lunch break and Madison does too so we always meet out on the steps and have lunch together/roomie bonding time. As I sip on a juice box that does not have nearly enough juice in it I distract myself from my thoughts about British boys with thoughts of how they should make these in college kids size.
"That guy over there seems amused by you drinking your kiddie juice." says Madison.
I peek over to the male she is referring to and sure enough there's Mr. Brit himself smirking in my direction. I excuse myself and walk over to him. I need answers and I needed them two hours ago. I'm not a very patient person. As I approach him he continues to smirk which shows off his adorable dimples and it's making me have a swarm of butterfly's in my stomach but I refuse to back down.
"Well if it isn't Miss. Samantha Sinclair, how are you?" He says as he looks up at me from his seat on the steps with the most beautiful pair of green eyes I have ever seen.
"How on Gods green earth do you know me?" I demand while trying to keep a poker face.
"Mmmmm so I take you haven't figured that out yet?" He says with a slightly amused tone.
I lie and say "I haven't given it any thought really."
"Oh really?" He replies with that same smirk
"Yes really" I bite back
"Well then give it some thought." he says.
"No, just tell me"
"What's the fun in that?"
I refuse to back down, so I just stand there with my hands on my hips and wait while he looks up at with the most adorably amused face I've ever seen. After about a minute of us staring each other down he stands up causing me to take a step back off the narrow step I was standing on. Before I topple down my waist is taken into his firm and pulls me into him to steady me. I put my hands on his chest and look up at him. He is so pretty and smells like cotton and whatever aftershave he uses that smells heavenly. I mumble an embarrassed thank you as he meets my gaze. His warm green eyes look entertained by our exchange.
He chuckles and says "you really are a clumsy thing aren't you, love?"
Unfortunately, he releases me and puts a respectful distance between the two of us and puts his hand out and says with a smile that sends my heart into a race
"Let's start over, I'm Mason Edgewood."
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Once In A Lifetime
General Fiction*Being Edited, I'm sorry for the inconvenience. I'll be done soon. ~Preface~ My name is Samantha Sinclair. This is the story of my life and how sometimes life is utterly unexpected. Life kicks butt, however if you have extraordinary people at your...
