Authors Note:
This chapter is a dream state/flashback
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I was sitting by the water. Smelling the ocean breeze always calmed me. It was pretty foggy. Weird, it was only summer. I was alone, but it changed when a guy passed by and totally just ignored the fact that I was there and started singing. God, that voice. It was amazing. Not like good amazing, but fangirl amazing.
"Umm...hi." I told the guy. He needed to know I was there.
"Huh...wha-" I never noticed, but he was pretty cute, for a stranger.
"I guess this is "stranger danger", I'm Cassanova, Cassanova Marie Parker. You are?"
He smiled at me. I think he just noticed me, sitting in the sand.
"Danny, Daniel Andrew Wattson, if you wanted to know. Have I seen you before? You remind me of someone, my future girlfriend."
I barely even knew him, and Danny was already hitting on me,"Umm...no thanks, I don't really know you. But thanks for the compliment, I guess."
Danny reached for my hand and pulled me up. "How old are you? Or what grade are you in? I'm going to be a freshman."
Seemed like he actually wanted to be my friend. It was nice to know. The only other friend I had was Kerry, and she is really shy. And I mean really. Like, when I was being picked on in 3rd grade, she just hid in a corner, as far away from the guy as possible. But, I still love her,"I-I'm a future freshman too. Do you live here?"
He started to pace. It looked like he was pinning for his thoughts,"Actually...I'm from Seattle, but we are moving here next year. My mom said that we can spend the summer, here, for sophomore year, though, we move here, to Malibu."
A whole summer here. That would be nice, being his first friend. I could show him around and everything,"The whole summer huh? I think I can show you around. Born and raised right here." At least I got to talk to him before Nadine got to him. Almost everyone read "Nadine Qualifications", the list of stuff you need to have in your personality to be a crush of Nadine Banks. Apparently, from what I know, Danny has about 3/4 of that list in himself.
He smiled at me. "That sounds good. How about we meet at the Starbucks over there tomorrow, my treat."
"Tomorrow sounds good to me," Was it wrong to say I'm starting to like Danny?
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