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I don't know what hit me hard.The fact that I am walking in broad daylight like this or the fact that I saw someone who made my eyes turn.
I sat on a bench by the riverside,looking at the Notre Dame cathedral,waiting for Clyde to show up.The morning sky looked peaceful almost perfect.I can't believe I missed this, walking in the morning light, seeing Paris wake up after a long night of silence.Now I'm sounding poetic.
It was about an hour and still Clyde hadn't shown up.At least the girl who sat right on the same bench with me was preoccupied with her music.I was bored of sitting around so I thought 'Why not steal glances at her.It could kill some time'
I stole a glance and what I saw was a real beauty to behold.She had bluebell eyes,dark blue hair and had a light complexion.She had a beautiful face and a killer smile.I looked away, still not forgetting my task at hand.Good thing she was in her writing.
I saw no point in staying anymore and I went away but didn't go too far so as to see her leaving later on.I followed her, from a safe distance and saw her entering a barcalled 'The Nightingale'.I quickly grabbed my phone and texted Clyde to meet me in the bar.
I took my time-about ten minutes-before I entered the bar.I looked around and saw it was empty.An auburn haired girl was at the bar table with the girl I met earlier.I slowly walked to her at the table.
"Hey"I started off.
"Hi. Can I help you or something?"she asked.
"Sure.Can you make me a drink?"I asked sooner than I could think.
"What kind of drink?"Again with her questions.
"Something that says that I am a guy who is simple but refined"I said,keeping my cool.
"One moment.Take a seat"she started making my drink as I sat down on a stool.
"Here's your drink"
She gave it to me and I left to sit at a table near a window.She continued working.I stole glances at her again.She was of average height,about five foot six inches or so.She had nice curves.Again,her smile is a sight to behold.
I killed about thirty minutes looking at her as Clyde ended the club.He looked sour faced as usual.He took a seat facing me and looking at me with 'give me what I want' look.
"Hey man"I started off.
"Do you have the goods?"he asked in a low,husky tone.
"Yeah,I do. But you will come for them tonight"
"You said.... "
"I said I have them.... But I didn't say when you will have them"
"Tonight then.No funny business"
"Okay then.Tonight it is"
"I'm gonna order a drink"
"Go ahead"he left to order while my eyes were interested in a poster, telling of an open karaoke at night.
Clyde came back with his drink and started drinking it slowly. I was done with mine so I left him to finish his.As I returned to the bar table, I asked the girl about the open karaoke.
"About this karaoke night... "
"At eight. If you wanna come.."
"No.Just asking. See you soon then."I winked at her as I left the bar.She was a sight for sore eyes.
Marinette's POV.
Was he serious?Did he just wink at me?We just saw each other at the bridge and now at the bar.He just know me moments ago and now he wins at me as he leaves?
"Who is this guy?"
I asked myself out loud,oblivious of anyone hearing me.I kept busy,pushing any thoughts concerning him away as customers came in after eleven in the morning and kept in coming until the lunch hour and I took my lunch break.I let Juleka take over as I head out to get lunch at home.
Later during the day, the bar is getting full as more customers keep pouring in minute after minute.Alya comes back,hooefully to take over as I make time to serve customers.Alya helps me out but I have to keep my promise and stay until eight.Now I'd wish I came early to work,or this won't have been happening.
I was about to leave work as it was eight o'clock but the karaoke was on and I.... Couldn't help but stay to see the show for a few minutes.I stationed myself at a seat next to Alya as she was serving the customers drinks.
The mic was open to anyone and someone went in stage and took the mic.
"You have got to be kidding me!"I said as I saw the same guy I saw in the morning who came to get a drink take up stage.
"Intrigue me then"I said as he picked up a guitar.The music started as he played his guitar.He was okay.
"Okay, you have my attention"I said as he started singing.
🎶I saw you dance from the corner,
I caught your name,in a conversation,
Playing hard to get,I can understand,
When I look at you...He was looking at me, smiling.
...I see the story in your eyes.
When we're dancing,the night begins to shine. 🎶
He made a hell of an anchor and everyone seemed to love him.He was eyeing me the entire time he was singing as if the song was for me.I avoided his eye contact.
He later was done singing as he left stage,he was given an applause.He came to me at the bar table.
"Nice show"I started off.
"Thanks. You like?"
"Fine by me."
"Name's Luka"
"Marinette,if you are asking"
"See you later then."
He left the bar but left me a card.I didn't have a look at it,I just dropped it in my bag and left the bar straight to home.Today was just... Bizarre.I meet up with the same guy three times.And how come I was the center of his attention.He left me.... Confused.I wish I could talk to him more.
"Oh wait"I remembered the card.I took it out of my bag and liked at it.He left me with his number and a note.
"See you tomorrow"I read out.
Okay, Luka I ask again,who are you?
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Perfect Strangers.(A LukaNette Story)
FanfictionOne twist to Another. A Lukanette story. Life for the city girl in Paris is not what it seems in movies. Fort this girl, she lives in a running down apartment,pay grade's lower that her wallet could handle and is in a dead end job as a bart...