*bzzzzz* I looked down to my phone. It was Celia.
"Hey"
"Hey"
"How's Paris"
"Horrible"
"Wish you were here. I can't believe this is the first year we won't be together on your birthday"
"I know. I'm really bummed about it" As I look up I trip. "WOAH!" As I closed my eyes preparing to fall I realize I haven't hit the ground.
"Are you ok?"
"Huh?" I open my eyes and realize a random guy caught me.
"Are you ok", he repeats as he pulls me up.
"Um...Yeah. Thanks."
"No problem." He sticks his hand out. "I'm Léo."
"I'm Ashley." I grab his hand to shake it.
"Nice to meet you", he says.
"Nice to meet you too."
"Would you like to go get some lunch?"
"Um...Sure." As we walk to the restaurant we get to know each other, as we do during lunch.
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The Outcast
Romance2.244 million people in Paris and not one has ever involved me in anything. My "friends" don't even involve me. I was all alone in a place full of 2 million people. I was the outcast, but not for long.
