4 (Past)

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"Marion," I heard as I walked down the stairs of the apartment complex where I had just delivered a batch of brownies to one of my teachers at school. I turned to look for the person that was calling my name and there he was, Jackson. I was all giddy and pretty sure blushing. I smiled and went closer.

"Hey," I said looking down at my white flip-flops while balancing myself on my heels.

"Do you live here?" he asked and I looked up to see him. He was a vision and the wind was playing with his hair that seemed as untamed as mine except mine was in a pony tail.

"Oh no," I said looking up at the apartment complex "I just brought a batch of brownies." I said shrugging.

"Keeping the business in mind." he said smiling and I just nodded feeling exhilarated to know that he had been paying attention the other night at the bar where I talked about my dream of opening a bakery where I could bake everything in display.

We had talked so much about us but we never got to the part of where we lived or if we would see each other again. We had said goodbye that night when Alexa came for me to the table where we were and announced that we were leaving on Connor's car because Connor was going home with a blonde he'd met. Don't leave. He'd beg but the look on Alexa's face told me that if I didn't go with her she'd kill me so I got up and said bye Stay he'd say putting his arm around my waist placing firmly his hand on my hip. I smiled and shook my head, I couldn't .

"Do you live here?" I asked

"No, I was lost actually," he looked at me "and then I saw you walking down the stairs and stopped the car to say hi" I looked past him and indeed there was an SUV parked almost mid-street

"Hi" I said and he laughed

"Do you know where the YMCA is?" he motioned toward the car "My mother had like a thousand kids toys and stuff and asked me to take it there"

"Not far actually," I went closer to him to give directions "just go straight from here. It won't be long until you find the sign.

"You smell like strawberries" he said looking down at me.

"Body wash" I said taking a step back afraid of whatever I felt running through my veins.

"I like it," he said all serious but then a wide smile appeared "anyway, I'll see you around, Marion" he said walking towards his car and waving. I saw the car leaving and I was left on the sidewalk trying not to slip on my drool. What was about this guy that made me feel so alive and... hot inside? It was so new that I didn't have a name for it.

Later that day I was at lunch break from my job at the bakery when I heard "I believe destiny is trying to tell us something" I looked up and there he was again.

"Hi" I said trying not to spit out my French fries, "Uh, want to sit?" I asked and he nodded taking a seat in front of me. I smiled because he was grinning and then I laughed, and he laughed after that, and we were both laughing hard at nothing at all.

"I think we should listen to destiny" he said.

"I'm sorry but I have no idea what destiny is trying to say" I looked at him straight in the eye. I felt more and more comfortable around him.

"That we should hang out more" he said taking a fry from my basket.

"Well, we should definitely pay attention then" I nodded and he laughed. We had this kind of weird communication that consisted in smiles and laughs that always made me feel that we were the only couple in the world capable of inventing a new language; it made me feel that we were going to be laughing forever. 

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