Disclaimer: I do not own any of Sarah Dessen's masterpiece work.

This is the first meeting at the car dealership place in this Lullaby because I thought her telling Dexter off was really funny, even though I love Dexter.

All of the bad words Remy used have been replaced by x's, so if you've read the book, you should know what they replace. If you don't know, go read the book.

Dexter's POV

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Overhead some music was playing, an old hit that I should know considering all of our cover G Flats crap.

As I was trying to remember the song's name, I saw the single most beautiful female I have ever seen walk out of Don, the manager's, office. I stood there mesmerized by her beauty. I actually felt the earth move beneath my feet, how cliché. Simply stunning.

She walked down the hallway and right before she disappeared, I realized I should go talk to her. This could be the Moment.

"Be right back," I told the guys. They followed the direction of my gaze and started laughing at me.

"Dexter," Ted said in a holier-than-thou way that he has, "in your dreams, and only there. She looks way too smart for you. Way out of your league."

See you later," I said, ignoring Ted's last comment. Sure, I didn't go back after high school, but I knew I was smarter than him.

As I walked over, I saw she was about to leave and sped up.

Then something amazing happened.

She stopped just before she disappeared, and I saw her return to the office, only to find another client with Don, meaning she had to wait. This proved it, we were meant to , fate was on my side by making her forget something.

She sat down in the chair outside the door and closed her eyes, held the arms of the chair and crossed her legs.

When I got to where she was sitting, I just stood there for a second, wondering why fate had bestowed this gift on me, and admiring her beauty. Finally, estimating the amount of force I should use to tell her I was there by sitting down, I plopped down. Whoops… too loose of an estimation, I had knocked her right into the wall.

"What the xxxx?" She said, sounding seriously angry with me.

I was confuzzled. All I had done was accidentally knocked into her on purpose. However, her temper was highly amusing.

"Hey there," I said, feeling my own enthusiasm bubble over. "How's it going?"

"What is your problem?"

"Problem?" I asked, thinking wow, she's seriously angry. Still? I thought we were over me knocking into her.

"You just slammed me into the wall, xxxxxxx," she glared fire balls at me while rubbing her elbow.

I made a show of giving my response. I blinked, and said in an astonished voice, "Goodness," I paused momentarily for my words to sink in, "such language."

She just looked at me as if she wished I would be attacked by a rabid wolf or something. Wow, I though, if she's this beautiful when she's angry, imagine how beautiful she is happy.

After that, she went through the pains of trying to reject me, as if it gave her great pleasure to reject me. I decided to just give her time, so of course I wrote her my number. I don't see what's so bad about it, but when she had her hand back she seemed even more angry. Strange.

I hoped she wasn't always so angry. That would make a sucky relationship for us.

I would see her again, though, that I was sure of, because I knew fate was on my side this time.

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Hope you liked it! It was kind fun to write this one, I wrote it a little while ago and I finally got to post it.

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