Rescued (Mathew Espinosa Fan Fiction)

Chapter 3

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A/N if you see this: ***
Then italics, It means it's a memory.
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I sat with the boys in one of the booths. We were at a local Italian restaurant. I sat next to Jack J and Mathew.

"So you really don't remember anything?" Shawn asks as we all look at the menus.

"Not really." I respond. "I mean I remember a couple things. Like how I'm really hungry."

They all laughed at my remark. I didn't think it was that funny but they did so I giggled along. We ordered one cheese and one pepperoni pizza. The pizza arrived shortly and and everyone dove towards the middle of the table. I managed to snag a slice of pepperoni before it was all gone.

"Ew pepperoni?" Jack J asked me as he took a bite of cheese pizza.

"Are you joking? Cheese pizza is nastayyy." I empathized the nasty.

"You mean like you?" Jack spat right back at me.

"No. I mean like you!" I grabbed his pizza and shoved it on his face. I even got some sauce in his hair.

All of us laughed and it felt like I had none this boys my whole life. "Oh no you didn't!" Jack said as he grabbed a slice of pizza from Nash's plate. I noticed he had sauce in his eyes and he seemed to be stumbling picking it up.

Before he rubbed it on my face I snatched his wrist. "You wouldn't DARE mess up my makeup." I hissed.

Without hesitating Jack slammed the pizza into my face and rubbed it all over. "I prefer a more natural look." He smirked at me.

We all laughed and I went to the bathroom to go clean up. After I was finished the boys were done eating so we paid and left. Jack J offered to take me to the beach and the rest of the boys decided to make youtube challenge videos.

We arrived at the beach and joined a game of volleyball. Although I didn't remember ever playing I seemed to be really good at.

"Are you sure you've never played?" Jack asked as I jumped up and spiked a ball down.

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Final game of the season. If I do this spike right, we win state. It's all on me. The team is expecting me to get this right. Amber sets it to me. I do my set up, I jump and smack the ball down. It hits a girl from the other team right in the face and she stomps away after losing. My team cheers and they lift me up put me on their shoulders.
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I took a step backwards and struggled to regain my balance. Jack came up and caught me from falling. We left the game and went and sat down on our towels. I dug my feet into the sand, letting the warmth enter my body.

"So what was that?" Jack finally broke the silence.

"I, I had a memory."

"Really?"

"Yeah", I begun. "I was at a volleyball match to win state. I remember spiking down the ball and we won."

"Wow." Jack spoke. "So you remembered spiking down the ball, while you were actually spiking down a ball?"

I nodded.

"So that means that if you're doing something you've done before, you might get a memory." Jack spoke calmly like he had said this a million times before.

"Okay. So let's regain my memory." I suggested.

"Can't we just relax and be lazy on the beach?"

"Okay so this is what I'm hearing, I flipping lost my memory. We found a way to recover it and you aren't going to help me?" I practically shouted at him as he lay on his towel and soaked up the sun.