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Greek God

Mia

"Honey you need to get up,"

I hear a voice as I look up at the stranger above me, A train driver she looked quite old but kind. She had aged well. I slowly get up from the seat grabbing my bag and exiting the train, this town looked homely but still urban.
Being the cluts I am I trip stepping out of the train onto the platform, it was pretty early in the morning so not many people were around but I held my hands to my face then felt a body next to me and him screaming at me to move. I heard the doors of the train move and watched them from my side then the boy pushed my feet out of the way I saw his slender yet muscular arms then his gorgeous face. He looked like a greek statue who went through a punk phase, his hair was a dark auburn/ red and it suited him so much I don't know whether it was died or real but it looked brown in this lighting. He was holding a skateboard kneeling on the balls of his feet smirking at me in relief. I tried to get up with the help of this new boy using his hand as support and his hand around my waist leading me over to one of the benches slowly but surely. He was being very cautious even though it was just a minor fall. He knelt in front of me and I placed my hands on my head "Ouch"I said holding the sides of my head. He put his hands on my head over my hand and looked at me side to side.

"Look at my eyes,"

He said slowly to me I slipped my hand out from under his lazily looking into his beautiful orbs I almost fell into them that ocean blue that drew me in.
"You've just hit your head I little bit, not concussed," He sayed smiling at me showing his wide smirk across his face still holding my head and slightly squishing my cheeks.

"How do you know all this?"

I said regaining myself again and snapping out of looking at his ocean eyes, he slipped his hands away from my head feeling the cold air from the station hitting my ears and him kneeling back down and slipping his skateboard underneath his behind and swaying side to side.

"My dad's a doctor,"

"Fancy,"

I replied, he looked distracted yet still content. A train came speededing by and I nearly lost my cap holding onto it as it sped by the tracks screeched and whistled and this boy stood up and looked at the doors waiting for them to open he turned to me and said good bye waving as he walked through the doors.

"Hey, What's your name!"

He yelled leaning out of the doors as people walked in,

"Mia!"

I replied yelling as he had to get back through the doors and as the doors closed he smiled at me as the train sped off I was now standing on the platform unsure of where to go, where was I?

I looked back the seat to get my stuff and saw something on the floor behind me. I picked it up inspecting the contents.

Dr Brady
Director of the New York Clinic.
656 Eastbourne

I'm in new york?

This must be the greek gods dad or he lied to me and he was the doctor.
Will I ever see this 'Brady' Guy again?

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