Chasing Anastasia

10 || Bowling

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Thursday afternoon // 4:15 AM

None of them were at school today. Jarred, Grant, Nolan, Winston, nor Tyler. I didn't want to think much into it. Besides, It was just one night. It's not like we were all best friends, right? 

Ashley's voice brought me out of my thoughts, "We're here!" Without a second thought, she swung the door and jumped out. Brody and Kellin chuckled as I turned off the car and we pilled out. 

I looked up at the big yellow sign that I've seen countless of times since we moved here. 'Midtown Bowl' It read, the light of the 'T' and 'O' blinking every now and then. I followed them inside, paying the person at the desk. "Four tickets, please." The guy nodded, taking my money. "Shoe sizes?" I hesitated, "Size 6 please." He nodded, trying to hide his smile. I heard a giggle from Ashley, "Size 6?" I shrugged, people are usually surprised at my small feet.

"Guys, guys, don't judge her!" Brody piped up and I smiled at him, "Even if she has very funny looking feet.." I groaned and grabbed the shoes from the guy and went to our alley we had to our selves. I walked around for couple of minutes, I finally found a pink bowling ball that fit perfectly.

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Three games, two fights and three boxes of pizza, I won the game. Broady groaned, Kellin was sitting on the floor rubbing his stomach after being the one eating most of the pizza and Ashley was using the restroom. "Come on, Ana. One more match?" I groaned, throwing my drink into the trash and putting the balls away, Brody following me like a lost puppy the whole time.

"No way! It's eleven o'clock, I won fair and square." He grumbled something in Spanish. I cursed myself for ever telling him to learn Spanish. I turned around and ran straight into someone, dropping the ball on my foot, "Oh mierda que duele como un camionero de la madre" (Oh crap that hurt like a mother trucker) I curse my own self for ever taking a Spanish class also. 

"¡Oh! Amor, ¿estás bien?"(oh! Love, are you alright?) I looked up at the guy I ran into, "Lucas?" He furrowed his eyebrows for a second, either realizing who I am or realizing I also spoke English. "Ana? Are you alright?" I paused not actually believing I'm talking to him, seeing him instead of a facebook picture. And let me tell you, I liked it.

I took a seat as he put the ball up, "Yeah, uh, sorry. I think my foots bleeding."  

"Here, let me see." He grabbed my foot and put it on his knee. He took off my shoe I felt my phone vibrate, but decided to ignore it. He examined it for a minute before tying my shoe back, "It's a bit bruised but It'll be okay, I'm sorry." He mumbled, standing up. "It's not your fault, I should've been paying attention."

"No,-" My phone vibrated again several times, indication it was a phone call. He raised his eyebrow, "You gonna get that?" I shrugged, It was probably Sam calling about something stupid again. We sat there for a minute before the vibrating stopped, before he spoke again.

"So,-" Before he could finish, my phone started vibrating again. I groaned, pulling out my phone. Flashing in big letters, "LEXINGTON QUARTERS". Lucas looked at it and stood up, "I should let you take that, uh, it was nice seeing you in person. Bye!" Strange. I took him off my mind and clicked 'answer'.

"Hello?" I said, in a stern voice. I needed to sound like I knew what i was doing with my life. Which I didn't.

"Anastasia Emmerine?" A cold, also stern voice, replied back.

"This is her,"

"We have scheduled you in for starting next Tuesday, is that fine with you?" I fist pumped the air, nodding my head yes.

"Mrs. Emmerine? Are you there?" 

"Oh, yes that is perfect!" I said, realizing he can't hear me shake my head.

 I heard what sounded like pen on paper and the guy said a quick goodbye and I hung up, putting my phone back in my pocket.

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2 hours later, it was 1 o'clock and I was just finally crawling into bed, when my phone illuminated my dark room with a notification.

(1) Facebook: Lucas Delaney: Hey srry i had to go so quickly earlier

I kind of cringed at how he typed but quickly replied;

It's alright, I had to take a phone call anyways. 

I hesitated between putting 'x' at the end or just ending it like that, I went with the latter, pressing send. As I crawled into bed with my phone, my phone vibrated again.

Lucas sent a picture (1) 

I paused for a second, please don't tell me it's a.. oh no i didn't want to open it..

Lucas: This is my cat Jinx

 With a sigh of a relief, I swiped it to unlock. In it was picture of a small black cat, and Lucas was barely in the photo, but you could see part of his eyes and mouth, smiling.

I thought it was a bit weird but figured he sent it to get the conversation going. I snuggled into my bed, my eyelids getting heavy. Despite that, I tried to stay awake. 

Aw, he is the cutest!

As much as I tried, my sleepiness got the best of me. My phone slowly slid out my hand, on to the floor and I slept like a baby.

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