Chapter Two

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chapter two: falling slow
      "you are the person i will never stop looking for in a crowded place"
©AuthorAllie 2016

Do you ever just crave the presence of someone so much that it hurts you inside? Have you ever wanted to just go back to a moment with that person even if it was the worst one on your entire life? I have. I do. Right now.

Although I was covered in slushy I still wanted to see him again. I wanted to know every little thing about him. But as I fall deeper into a pit of love, I regret everything about that day. Love never lasts. You're always left feeling low and wanting to cry yourself to sleep. That's why my father always told me a heartbreaking story when he talked about love. It was to warn me that love isn't what everyone makes it out to be.

Meeting someone new always made me get butterflies. Not because I instantly fell in love with everyone, but because I was nervous to learn about them. I was never the person to talk to about life or love for that matter. I've never been good at advice, but yet now of all times in my life, I was giving myself love advice. Whispering to myself to stop and to calm down and not think about Reese, but you can't forget about someone who looks so familiar to you.

  The eyes were what got me first. Those piercing green eyes almost the color of the spilled slushy, staring at me. The few freckles that made a beautiful constellation on his perfect pale cheeks. Then his smile spread widely, and even though it let out an awkward energy he still flaunted it. Finally, it was his voice. It was the kind of dreamy voice every girl wants to hear. The hushed and deep voice that can make you smile just thinking about it. I never met someone so perfect, but the problem is he could have a girlfriend. Or he could hate me. Maybe even both.

  I close my eyes as my head drops onto my pillow. My fuzzy blankets hold me tightly and I slowly drift off into a peaceful sleep.

10:07 am
A pool of drool and sweat wakes me up. Light shines through my windows and I'm instantly blinded by it. I sit up fast and close my blinds as fast as I possibly can. I sit back down in my bed and open my glasses case so I can clear my blurry vision. My glasses slip onto my nose and above my ears. I look at my messages and an unknown number has sent me a message.

Unknown: Hey! Um slushy boy here....I'm hoping I got the right number, but uh if not sorry. Text me! ;)

Slushy boy? Reese. A rush of emotions begin to pump through my body. I can feel my cheeks burning, and I can't seem to put away the grin that has appeared on my face. I unlock my phone and begin to message back. As my fingers type the words I can hear footsteps approaching my room. My mother walks in with my laundry basket and then stands with her hands on her hips.

"You kids and this technology these days." She says shaking her head. Her red hair moves with her head and her eighties style glasses bob up and down.

"Sorry mom, I'll get to my laundry soon." I tell her still staring into my phone.

"Well somebody looks like a happy camper." My mother's voice clangs through my ears.

"Me?" I ask.

"No the milkman." My mom says sarcastically.

"Okay mom can you please get out?" I ask.

"Sure, but you should be thanking me for doing your laundry because next year you won't have this luxury." She says standing in the doorway.

"Yeah, yeah mom." I say shooing her out of my room.

I finally finish composing my message to Reese. I'm anxious as my finger nears the send button. I send the message and instantly am afraid of everything that could come from one message.

Mya: Hey! I'm guessing this is Reese and if it is you got the right number! Still really sorry about that slushy, but as I said I'd love to take you to dinner to repay for the incident. :)

I hope he doesn't think I'm weird, but I just want to take him out to repay for what I did. He won't think of it as a date right? Jeez I hope not.
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Hey! Okay I'm so sorry if this chapter sucked but I'm just fixing this whole story because I hate it right now! Thank you for reading and don't forget to vote!❤️

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