"Hey babe. Happy 3 year anniversary gorgeous" My boyfriend Darry whispers in my ear while we hug.
"I love you so much." I remind him.
"I love you too." He responds. I smile up at him and then grab his arm and pulls him into my living room. We sit down on my couch. Darry places a small kiss on my cheek causing me to start to blush. "Do you remember when we met all those years ago? I couldn't stop thinking about you. " He asks.
"How could I forget?" I pause thinking back to the first day I ever laid eyes on Darrel Curtis.
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It was boiling hot outside and I was walking to stop at the DX to buy myself a cold soda. As I was nearing by I hear a car drive up beside me. Immediately realizing who it was I made a sprint for it. I know that once I get inside the DX I will be able to get help but out here there is no one here to help me get away from the Socs. I am getting closer when I feel someone grab my wrist and pulling me backwards. I turn to face them and find a blade against my throat.
I take a deep breath and look up at the boy holding the blade. He simply smirks at me before pushing the knife harder against my throat.
"Please stop!" I shout.
"Get her to shut up." The boy says. He lifts off the knife and I take it as my chance to run. I try to pull away but one of them quickly kicks the back of my knee causing me to fall to the ground.
"Someone help me!" I try and shout. The boy who was clearly their leader walks up to me and leans down. He ties a cloth around my face and into my mouth so I can't scream, as the other 2 hold me still. The leader kicks me hard in the gt and I let out a grunt of pain. I close my eyes and try to move away expecting another hit. But none came. I open my eyes o see a group of greasers beating the socs up.
My eyes immediately fall on a tall one with broad shoulders and brown hair. He runs up to me and helps me up. I pull of the cloth. The socs are running off because they are out numbered by 4 people. 5 including me. They drive away in their fancy mustang.
"Thank you so much. I was so scared!"
"Anytime, my name is Darry and this is my gang."
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I smile thinking back to that day. Even though the reason we met was unfortunate it was defiantly worth it.
"You saved me that day." I say to him. I nuzzle my face into his neck as he puts his arm around my waist.
"If it wasn't for that day I would have never met my best friend." He says to me.
"You also would have never been to the cliff." I smirk. This brings back yet another memory back when we were first becoming friends 4 years ago.
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"Come on! We are almost there!" I pull on my friend Darry's arm.
"Hold on Lyla. If you pull any harder my arm might come off. Can I take off the blindfold yet?" Darry jokes.
"Two more seconds. Wait for it. Now! We're here." I say letting out a sigh. I look out over the cliff at the beautiful landscape. There is all different kinds of trees below us and behind that is the sun. Slowly setting, painting the sky with reds and oranges. I am completely breathless. I am always shocked on just how breathtaking it is, every time I come here.
"So this is your so-called so spot. It's absolutely beautiful." Darry says admiring the surroundings.
"It isn't my spot anymore. It is our spot. If either of us are ever needing a break or somewhere to go this will be our spot. No matter why or when we can always meet here. Even if we just need someone to talk to." I tell him, meaning every single word.
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