Admiration

Chapter 2: Bar's, Beauty and Ballerinas

Everything has beauty, but not everyone sees it. ~ Meister Eckhart

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"So did you find her?" My friend Kenny asked me sipping his beer drawing us off topic about yesterdays game on our guys night out.

Kenneth Peters was my absolute best friend. We met when we were both going into kindergarten and until this day we are still ultimate best friends. In the neighbourhood we lived in, Kenny was the new kid. We saw each other one day at the local park, and since that day here we are.

My mother used to call us Tom and Jerry 'cause we were always chasing each other or play fighting then being best friends again the next second.

We went to the same Elementary school, High School, College and University.

Kenny was like the brother I never had. Us both being the only boys in our group of siblings, we needed each other.

"Yeah I did actually. And she was literally brought to me." I said.

"Wow. Lucky guy. Did you even go looking man? I mean really, did my sleuthing skills rub off on you?" he said chuckling and punching my shoulder gently.

Kenny worked for the NYPD as a crime scene detective. Sometimes he gives me some good techniques and what not.

Smiling I said.

"You know what man, I actually did. I went back to the hall at the Academy and tried looking there. Then as was walking out the door she rounded the next corner asking me for directions. Haha."

"Yup downright CSI Matt." he said laughing. I joined in.

"You know it!"

During the time being, Matt and I had a couple more drinks and caught up on some more things occurring in our lives at the moment.

Sooner or later it was getting deeper into the night and the club was starting to get fuller. The thick and hazing swarm of sweat and alcohol intoxicated us both.

We decided to go out on the patio for some fresh air.

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When we got there, thankfully it was less crowded with the hip beats of music turning into a muffled sound.

Kenny and I found a table for two and sat and chatted for a while.

As a downed my last last beer my gaze shifted to the far left corner of the position my chair was facing.

Kenny was sitting infront of me and his back was turned from my front view.

My eyes skillfully narrowed down to a blondie laughing histarically at something her other girl friend said. It hit me blank in the face. Fallon Park was sitting in the same club on the same patio as Ken and I.

Surrounding her was about 4 other young women. Fallon sat at the far right corner of all of girls with a smile on her face. That beautiful smile.

Matthew sat there still a bit in a haze. It seems that everytime he saw her he was put in sone sort of trance.

"Hey Ken?" Matthew said still staring at her.

"Yeah man? And what are you looking at?" he asked curious.

"Someone I know." he answered simply.

"Hmmm, someone you know or someone you want to know?" Kenny asked laughing.

I chuckled.

"No seriously man. She's here."

"Who?"

"Fallon. Fallon Park."

"That Ballet girl? Wow never thought she would be at a club. She seems kinda goodie-two-shoes."

"Well not so goodie-two-shoes now huh?"

"Then talk to her you big wussie."

"Yeah, about what?" Matthew asked sacastically. "And besides she looks perfectly fine with her group of friends."

Yeah. Perfect.

"Dude, this is your oportunity! Go for it."

"Oh come on Ken, technically we're just business partners. How do you think that would look?" 

"Yeah yeah whatever. Is Big Boy Matt being shy?" he teased with a fake puppy dog face.

"Oh please."

We laughed.

Getting into the night it was finally getting closer to the morning. Kenny and I had been sitting here the whole time catching up on things and laughing about old college stories. Though through it all my eyes would always drift over to Fallon and her friends.

"Dude! You keep looking over there and I feel like your not paying attention to anything i've been saying."

"Ken, what are you talking about?" I asked masking the fact that he was right.

"That Ballet g-"

"She has a name. Its Fallon." I said cutting him off.

"You see what I mean?!" he said in disbelief.

"You know what? You keep pulling on that cheap while I go get a drink." I said.

He chuckled.

"Yeah get me one too." he said as a I walked towards the bar.

"Hey, give two if your darkest beers." I said to the bartender.

"Coming right up."

As he left to fetch the beers, I turned around and numbed into someone. It was Fallon. She smiled at me.

"What are you doing here?" she asked