Normal POV
The next morning at dawn, Traci is at the pier. She sits on one of the benches playing "Happy" on her Vihuela. A few seconds later, she hears someone singing. She turns her head to the left to see Antonio walking up. He stops a few feet in front of her. She tries to keep her cool, listening to Antonio's angelic voice as she continues to play the song. Two minutes later, she puts her instrument down next to her.
"Antonio, you have an excellent singing voice," Traci says whispers.
"Thanks, but I bet you have a good voice, too," Antonio says, smiling.
"I do, but I don't like having anyone my age hear me sing," Traci says a bit louder.
"How come," Antonio asks.
"I don't want to talk about it," Traci says more confidently.
"Okay, do you mind if I sit next to you?" Antonio asks sweetly.
"Sure, there is plenty of room," Traci says, trying not to blush.
Antonio walks closer and sits down next to her. They are an arm's length apart from each other. Traci set her right hand down on the bench. Antonio looks down and smiles. He sets his left hand down as well. He looks back out towards the ocean.
"So, do you have any family members that like to fish?" Antonio asks.
"Yes, my uncle Jorge, he lives in Mexico," Traci says.
"That's cool," Antonio says.
"Yeah, I was two, and ½ my mom and I flew to Mexico," Traci says.
"What about your dad?" Antonio asks.
"He couldn't come with us because his boss needed him to stay home to help him work on an important project," Traci says.
"I'm sorry, so what happened while you and your mom were in Mexico?" Antonio asks.
"My uncle took me fishing for the first time," Traci says contentedly.
"Did your mom get it on video?" Antonio asks curiously.
"Yes, she did, but she has the video. She hasn't transferred it onto a DVD, so we can't watch it." Traci says.
"That's a bummer, so how about I buy you breakfast?" Antonio asks.
Traci didn't know what to say. She looks down at her hand to see Antonio's hand on top of hers. Her heart starts to flutter, and she tries her best to calm down. She couldn't and slowly looked up, and their eyes met.
"Antonio, could you move your hand, please?" Traci says quickly.
"I don't want to," Antonio says sweetly.
She looks up and sees his eyes sparkle when the first rays of the morning sun hit them. She starts giggling like a cheerleader and smiling like a fool.
"Is that a yes to breakfast, then?" Antonio asks.
Traci just nods since she has completely lost her ability to speak.
"Great, let's go," Antonio says.
Antonio takes his hand off Tracy's. They get up, and Traci puts her Vihuela back in the case. Then they head to the restaurant around the corner from them. After they ate, Traci took a deep breath and tried to speak again.
"Thanks for breakfast; I should head back to the house now," Traci says.
"Yeah, but do you think that we could meet up again. There is this great fishing spot in the forest." Antonio says.
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A Dyslexic Ranger
Fanfic~Prequel to Samurai Undercover ~ The day Traci De La Rosa has nervously been waiting for has arrived. She received the message arrow and now has to become a ranger. The only problem is she believes that she won't fit in with the others because of...
