Never forget

Crossing Paths

As the passing trains blew a gentle breeze past the bench I was sitting at it reminded me of life 3 years ago.

~3 years ago~

" Ms Sophia Marshall, this is the last flight call for Ms Sophia Marshall..... please make your way through to gate 1, non-stop flight to San Francisco." Boomed a voice in the speakers. I, Sophia Marie Marshall was officially having the worst day ever; first my alarm did not go off at the right time, then my hot coffee got spilled on my clothes. Not to forget Mr. Muffins who made a meal out of my favourite flowers, lilies in the flowerbed of my lawn. Mr. Muffins is the next door neighbour's fat tabby cat who rather prefers eating flowers than live prey. To top the best day ever, I forgot my boarding pass at home and had to drive back when I was merely 25minutes away from the airport. But I managed to catch the plane, however Suzy, my best friend was going to kill me. I was attending Suzy's wedding in San Francisco.

Suzy and I used to be neighbours until she moved out when she was 18. She got fed up with living with her step aunt and uncle and their 2 spoiled to the bone sons. It wasn't that Suzy's parents were dead nor had they given up their only child for adoption, no they were archeologists hence they spent lots of time in a place where it would be difficult to raise a child. Even after years of living with her aunt, Suzy retained her perfect sense of humour and beautiful smile from before she started living with her aunt and uncle.
Well 7 years from then have passed and now she is going to be Mrs Suzy LaCruz, wife of Tony LaCruz, CEO of the LaCruz group of industries. My little girl's growing up so fast but I know Tony's gonna be a great husband, even if the media portray him as a spine chilling personality who works people to the bone. After meeting Tony on several occasions, I know that it's all publicity stunts done by clingy media and paparazzi.

As I finish recalling about Suzy and I's childhood, the speakers once again boom to announce our arrival into city with the Golden Gate Bridge. As I'm about to leave the airport and about to catch a cab, a rude but handsome no body enters the cab whose door I was holding. As the stranger is already in the cab, I'm about to take my luggage when-
"Why don't we share this cab miss?" Said the handsome man.
"It's alright I'm just-" my reply got abruptly interrupted as he stepped out of the cab, took my luggage from my hand and put it back in the boot of the cab.

"I'm not going to let a pretty face such as yourself be the gentleman, come on there's plenty of room for 2".

"EXCUSE ME?" Personally I've had it with being treated like nothing more than a pretty face. In university girls would often take advantage of their good for nothing personalities and use it to their 'advantage'. I on the other hand was constantly busy with life and school. My nose always in a book, I made myself proud when I got out of university first in my year. Clearly my only asset was my brain and no guy wants those these days so why be an easy lay for them?

"Are you in or out lady?" Asked the impatient cab driver. It's understandable though, he's got work to do and this good for nothing gentleman and I was doing nothing worth the driver's time.

"Alright....ummm I'm in" finally caving in as I looked at the time and realised I was going to be late if we didn't leave soon. For Suzy, I'd hush my ego. For now.

"I'm Xavier by the way"

"I'm Sarah" I know my name is Sophia but why do I need to tell someone I just met my real name or more. We shared a handshake, and despite a remark here and there the conversation was kept to a bare minimum. He seemed to be lost in deep thought though.

Rather than flirting ever few minutes or trying to look up my skirt or even down my shirt, Xavier kept his hands to himself, which I was grateful for. I'd caught a few of my coworkers do that before which is weird because you could rarely see through my thick dentist gown.

As we neared Suzy's place, I rushed to get out the cab when- "I hope we meet again Sophia".

"Can't exactly say I feel same Xavier, Goodbye". He smirked as the cab drove away.

Well you can't blame me for saying that. This isn't exactly the first time some guy has thought of me as an easy lay. I'm quite reserved, and before you ask, not because of some crazy high school boyfriend, it's just my way of living life.
Other girl's goals are to study, get a good boyfriend, marry him and have a couple of kids.

Me. I've always wanted to study and grow up to become a dentist like my father. Love can wait but as the years fly, so does your career.

Children, I adore them but can't have them.

It's kind of why I never bothered to make boyfriends. All guys whether they be white collared or blue or even playboys want to eventually settle down with that one girl and have a couple of kids with her. Someone he can sit with in the backyard, holding hands while sun slowly dips and the children run around and play. I can't give anyone that. I do not want to fall for a guy who will have to eventually move on not because of our arguments but because of my.... Weakness.

In fact my only boyfriend if you'd call him that was Timmy Parker who I'd kissed in Suzy's 12th birthday party when we were playing seven minutes in heaven. By the end of the party though, he was rumoured to be found kissing Dora Fitzbert behind Suzy's parents garage.

With that thought in mind, I knocked Suzy's door.

Authors note:
So how was it? Any mistakes needed to be fixed? Any other comments or questions. Sorry I keep on going Hiatus but I was suffering from deep writers block. This story is alive again, hopefully. See you next chapter! O.o