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May 15, 2018

"582 Rudland Blvd," I whisper to myself. I make a quick turn to the right and find the house. I get out of my car with the medium sized pizza and two liter coke.

It was a small blue home. An old pick up truck was parked in the drive way. A crushed garden gnome sat next to the stairs that lead me to the front door. I knocked, nervously.

A man with neck tattoos and a cigarette between his lips, answered the door.

"Hi, sir, that'll be 17.53," I said.

"Amanda! Get the pizza guy the twenty off the counter!" The man said before getting the coke and pizza from me and walking away. I stood there awkwardly.

A female, about a year or two older than me, came to the door. She had dark, wavy hair with green eyes. She was slightly chubby, but beautiful. She handed me the twenty dollar bill.

"Don't mind him, he has no people skills and comes off as rude a lot of the time," she tells me.

I look at her beauty, completely astonished. A small "yea," manages to escape my lips.

"Keep the change..." she paused to take a closer look at my name tag,"James" she finished. She gave me a warm smile before closing the door.

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