Best Friends?

Extra-Meeting Marge

   Phil P.O.V
An extra chapter, not officially part of the book because this is a fanfic, so normal rules do not apply :)
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   It was a fresh morning in London, almost summer again. Sun didn't shine in through the windows in the flat yet for it was still early dawn. Floorboards creaked as I grabbed my rain jacket and wallet.

   Slipping my phone into my coat pocket I walked out into the crisp, sharp air. Two white cars whizzed past before the taxi I called arrived, frost formed along the windows.

   "Good morning sir." The cab driver greeted me with his husky voice as I closed the door.

   Telling him that I just needed to get to the shopping centre for groceries, I sat back and watched as London's streets whizzed past. Street lamps still shimmering in the dark dawn illuminated the way for the people walking from place to place by street.

   Once reaching my destination after nine slow minutes I got out to the sky changing its colours. Ribbons of orange, pink and light purple streaked the sky, amazing.

   Yet I couldn't enjoy it for long because I had to get Dan and I somethings for us to eat, quick. Before Dan starves, I joke to myself.
                           >•<
   This should be enough, I thought as I drove my cart to Queue #4. I look at my list for a reference to my items, apples, check. Milk, check. Bread, check-

   "Mister, are you going to put your items on the till?" The lady behind the cash register asked me with a hint of annoyance in her high pitched voice.

   "Yes, yes okay. I am- yeah." I stutter, sounding dumb and feeling dumb for holding the line up.

   After buying all of my needs and setting them in only two grocery bags, I started on my way out, but a slightly familiar voice stopped me outside the entrance. "Phil? Phil Lester?"

   I turned around to see a tall woman, probably my age with reddish brown hair blowing around in the wind, staring at me a couple feet away. She smiled with ease in my direction. She looked kind of,  familiar.

   "Hello! How are you today?" I greeted her, still confused.

   She stood in a long black rain coat, dressing to the London weather. Pulling myself over to meet her she chipped up, "it's Margaret, from year 11."

   My heart skipped a beat, because I felt bad for not remembering, but mostly because now I definitely remembered her. It was Margaret Bittoc.

   "Oh- hi! I almost didn't recognize you! You dyed your hair didn't you?" The words rolled over my tongue in an awkwardly quick fashion.

   She laughed, "yeah. I'm in London to see family. I just finished my last year at University- I got done late."

   I continued the conversation with questions about her new career, but the whole time my mind was filled with one thought, this was the same Margaret I had a crush on.

   She had of course changed, but she still had the same shining smile and subtle green eyes. She was good in maths, English, and science classes. Basically everything. She was also on one of Manchester's swim teams.

   "So what are you doing later today?" Margaret asked me as rain started to spit down.

   My heart sparked, "nothing that I know of. Dan, my flat mate, is editing- things, all day."

   Margaret nodded, "then do you want to go to a restaurant or something? Get caught up with each other, that's what I'm here to do anyway. Except I've been getting caught up with the same family members who tell the same stories in person that they told me last week over the phone."

   A small laugh escaped my lips, "okay, why not. I can take you to one I know down town!" I suggested happily.

   Margaret stepped towards me and pointed to a car, "that's mine. Let me help you with your bags and then I'll follow you to the restaurant for lunch."

   "Thanks! But uh- I don't have a car."

   "We can drive mine then." She walked beside me in the soft rain towards her car and I took my two bags with me, "oh, and you can call me Margo."
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706 words! Anyway I hope you enjoy this little backstory about Phil and Marge meeting!

I know exactly what's going to happen for this whole story and I just- uggghhhh!!!! Idk it makes me want to scream with every expression, so it's not exactly bad. I don't know.

Byeeeeee!