Can You Resist?

Introduction

For Simplyjustmee :D

Thanks for the fahbulous cover!

                                                              ~Lily~

I don't think I ever bought more books in one single year than the one when I met Chase.

Even though it was 11 years ago, at the beginning of the blooming teenage years of my life, I can still faintly recall his bright red blazer, faded blue jeans and High top Superman Converse. I first saw him leaning casually against a worn mahogany bookshelf reading an Arabian classic that was falling apart at the seams. I'd just walked inside from the snow storm outside and was shivering in my lime green snow boots. My nose was pink and my hair strawberry blond hair was lightly dusted in powdery snow. Now that I think about it though, the only real reason I noticed him was because pinned to his red blazer was a tag that dubbed him: "Cashier". Being my first trip to the bookstore in about eight years, before college and school whisked me away, I was slightly lost in the gargantuan building. I decided to ask the distracted guy where the American Literature section was for my end-of-term research project.

Hanging up my grey coat and wrapping my familiar neon orange scarf tighter around me, I marched my frozen plaid-skirted butt over to him.

At the time I'd never met him because of our completely different high schools: A Greek philosophy academy for the arts (as I later learned) and my typical all AP high school in New York.

Anyways, I remember tapping him on the shoulder, awaiting his attention. When he looked up, I distinctly recall my mouth falling open as his eyes met mine. They were an intense shade of green with golden flecks that reflected the light in the most peculiar ways. As my thoughts pinwheeled, he studied me, his eyes falling and returning to meet my eyes again. He smiled warmly at me.

"Of all the colors for a scarf, you picked orange." Were the first words he spoke to me. And sort of on autopilot, I reflexively said.

"Why not?"

That, my friend, was the beginning of a long and complicated story called: My Life.