|Jacob's pov|
Mariea walks up to me, biting her lip. She stops close to me. I grab her waist and pull her closer. I look in to her eyes and get ready to kiss her. "So this is a nice fit, right?" Mariea says as she looks into my eyes giggling. "Oh my god, I hate you so much," I say as I laugh too. "It's amazing on you." I say still in awe of her beauty and everything. "Thanks." she says to me, smiling. We go up to the cash register and she pays for her stuff. We walk out and she says, "Well, that was cheap." "How much?" I ask. "$400." she says as if it were nothing. "What the hell? How much does your dad make?" "I don't even know." she says back to me.
"My parents make a lot less even put together than just your dad alone does." I say embarassed. She grabs my hand and says, "Hey, look, I don't care about how much money someone has. I care about their personailty, no matter of I'm looking for a friend or something more." "You are absolutely perfect." I reply. "You are too," She says.
"You hungry?" "Yea, kind of." I say. "Ok, where do you want to go?" "It doesn't matter to me." "Okay, well, I know somewhere." She says as she takes my hand again and starts to lead me all through times square.
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A Strong Word
FanfictionMariea Fowler takes a trip to New York City with her family, Jacob Sartorius goes to a meeting in New York City. The two bump into each other and meet. What will their future relationship be like: friends or lovers?
