5. Kissing Death

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The light streaming in through the blinds is the first thing that my eyes open up to, with the tiny specks of dust flittering through the air haphazardly.  Almost peacefully, with not a worry in the world.

 Erghh so don't want to get up right now

With a stretch verging on the border of satanic with possessed jerks and screams of a banshee i heave my dead tired body in a sitting position, hair in disarray with sheets wrapped around my legs i stare aimlessly blinking at nothing. Detangling my legs from the contraption and hauling my limbs into position after 5 minutes of being a useless slob i make my way to the bathroom with toiletries in hand, preparing myself to face a new town, a new life.

Okay, so down the hall on the left was the bathroom right? Oh God or was it right and no--

Before i can worry further about which way to go a force hits me from my front, my toiletries flying out of my arms and raining down to the ground. 

Lanky warm arms wrap around me as we both go tumbling down to the ground, my head ricochetted off the floor, a sharp pain shot through my scalp and started pulsing in my temples already.

Ohh this isn't going to be a fun day at all 

Warm puffs of air hit my neck making me shudder and goosebumps appearing on my flesh, I'm surrounded, caged. Every part of my body is enclosed by the  figure of this boy, thats getting way too grabby for comfort. With a single push he is off me and giving me a half smile with bright eyes.  His eyes hold mischief and a crooked smile gaze down at me taking me in as i do the same, noticing his dirty blonde hair in a mess as if he just got out of bed as well, strong jaw and straight nose. I can feel my face redden as his face inches so close to mine.

And just like that, he bounced right back up winked and walked off towards someone that was calling out to him down the stairs.

 Grabbing all my toiletries and stuffing them back in my bag i make my way in the opposite direction to that of The Jerk and eventually find the bathroom.

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Feeling fresh and in new change of clothes i make my way down stairs towards the diner, my damp hair in natural curls resting down my back, a long light pink knit sweater grazes down to mid thigh and my navy tights like second skin, finally confident enough i walk through the threshold and the first thing i notice is the blonde boy from earlier. 

(Emory Cohen) 

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(Emory Cohen) 

He gives me a wink and a slow smile morphs onto his face and i am struck by how adorable he looks.

Susie spots me sitting down and calls out morning as she makes her way over with two bowls of steaming broth and sets it in front of both of us, she smiles encouragingly at both of us and walks to the other side of the diner to serve a new customer. 

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