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Chapter one.

I wasn't exactly the most well behaved eighteen year old girl. I would always ignore what my parents told me not to do and if I listened, well I would be in this current predicament. I'm from London originally and my father got offered this great job opportunity that he could not refuse, he told me over and over again that the pay is brilliant and that the benefits of taking this job would set our family up for the rest of our pretty little lives, the part he 'accidentally' missed out was the whole - moving to the buzzing city of New York. I can tell you, I was not thrilled by my father's ignorance and as soon as we arrived at this extravagant apartment block I wandered off into Central Park. At the time I thought it was a good idea, fifteen minutes ago I was cramped and stuffed into a plane filled with crying babies and holiday goers and I seriously needed to stretch my legs, seven hours of my mother and father nagging in each of my ears was enough to keep me going until I was thirty.

"Cassie…! Cassie get back here!"

My mother screeched at me as I jogged across the road, my plum coloured curled hair brushing across my shoulders in the soft warm summer breeze.

"Sorry mum! I can't hear you!"

I chuckled to myself as I heard her curse and mutter under her breath, that was until the busy traffic covered up the annoying noise and that was something I was thankful for. I had to admit it, Central Park in the summer – where the trees are in full bloom and bright colours surround every inch of you. I guess I wasn't annoyed at the moving part, I think it was the whole… starting over thing – I liked where I was in London, I had set up a life for myself, I had great friends and a great job but now, now I have nothing and I am right at the bottom all over again. As I started to walk deeper into the park, I came across a ginormous reservoir – I think, if I remember correctly it was called 'Jacqueline Kennedy Onassis' or something like that anyway. For a moment I actually stopped walking, gazing across the blue water as the sun reflected off it – everything around me suddenly got quiet and all I heard were the birds tweeting in the trees and the gentle breeze rustling the leaves.

"Johnny!"

My mind was brought out of its daydream by a loud splash, to my right a mother with two other children is leaning over a bridge, gazing into the water. One of her children had fallen in and without even knowing it, I found myself sprinting across the water line, removing my jacket and kicking off my boots before leaping off a bench and diving into the water. The first thing that hit me was the cold and then the feeling of becoming slightly heavier pulled me deeper into the water of the reservoir. I swam deeper, I couldn't see a thing but I don't know… I felt his energy or his life bubble around me and as I swam closer to the drowning boy my fingers tingled and I reached out, stretching forward before grabbing the toddlers wrist and planting my feet on the rocky floor and pushing up, swimming up to the water's sparkling surface. When we broke free I sucked in a lung full of air, moving to the shore before picking up the boy's unconscious form and laying him on the grassy verge.

"Stand back! Give me space!"

My English accent caught the growing crowd off guard. The mother was pushing her way through, her two older children rushing eagerly behind her.

"Come on kid…"

I placed a hand on his chest and the tingle returned to me, causing me to flinch and pull back.

"He's not breathing! Do something…!?"

I nodded before leaning forward, performing CPR for several minutes before the boy finally coughed up the water in his lungs and gasped for breath.

"Johnny… Oh my god, baby!"

The woman pulled the crying boy into her arms and he wrapped his tiny arms around her, burying his head into her shoulder.

"Thank you so much…"

The mother's teary eyes gazed into mine and I nodded before standing up.

"You should take him to the hospital, to make sure he's okay."

"I will thank you again…"

I bowed my head a little before I pushed my way through the crowd, leaving them to mutter things under their breath. My boots and jacket were a few meters away but before I got there, a tall, blonde, muscular man in a brown leather jacket picked them up and strolled towards me.

"Can I help you…?"

The breeze that tousled my hair earlier suddenly felt colder and I wrapped my arms around my petite shivering frame.

"That was a very courageous act you just did Ma'am."

I looked up at him with my pale hazel and amber eyes.

"That's very kind of you to say so…"

The man nodded before removing his thick leather jacket and placing it around my shoulders. For a moment I just looked at it before he extended his hand towards me.

"Steve Rogers."

"Cassie Ray."

I shook his hand and a strong electric pulse shot through me, causing me to pull away.

"Did you feel that…?"

Steve nodded slowly and I blinked at him, shivering as the sun hid behind a cloud.

"I should get home…"

"Would you allow me to walk you?"

I bit my plump lip for a moment before shrugging, pulling his jacket tighter around me.

"Sure."

I went to grab my boots and jacket but he turned away slightly, folding the jacket neatly and hanging it over his large toned arm.

"You know, I don't appreciate you kidnapping my belongings."

Steve chuckled and I began to walk along the pavement, glancing behind me to gaze at my wet footprints darkening the pale grey concrete.

"So I'm guessing you're not from around here?"

I raised an eyebrow and pursed my lips slightly.

"What gave it away?"

He smiled at me, waiting for me to tell him my story – which I might say, isn't very interesting.

"Um, I actually just moved here."

"Oh really? How long have you lived here for?"

We strolled slowly back towards my apartment and I combed the wet strands of my hair behind my ear with my fingers.

"Hm… about forty five minutes?"

Steve turned to me for a moment, his eyebrows raised.

"Really? And already you have made a heroic rescue and made a name for yourself?"

I bit my lip and shrugged, blinking slightly before stopping.

"Wait? What name have I got for myself…?"

He obviously picked up on the hint of worry and stopped, patting my arm in comfort.

"Well, yeah… It's nothing bad I swear."

"Then you would tell me? Actually, don't tell me, I don't care."

I continued to walk and he laughed before jogging to catch up to me.

"So do you live far from here?"

I shook my head, stopping at the road before crossing when there was no oncoming traffic.

"I actually live here; I haven't even seen what the flat looks like so I will probably come back out if I don't like it."

I slowly removed his jacket and frowned slightly, feeling the dampness.

"I'm sorry… I hope I didn't ruin it…"

Steve returned my things as I gave his coat back.

"Don't worry, it's fine."

I smiled at him as I tied my wet hair into a bun. This was going to be difficult to explain to the parents.

"So… You should probably go get yourself cleaned up, don't want to catch a cold."

I nodded slowly and took a step forward, pushing myself up onto my tip toes and kissing him softly on the cheek.

"Well thank you for being a gentleman and walking me home."

He smiled and folded his jacket over his arm like he did with mine.

"It was a pleasure Miss Ray."

Well, as much as I could stand here and gaze at his hotness – I was freezing cold, my clothes were soaked and I kinda stank of dirty damp water. Slowly I turned, waving goodbye before disappearing into apartment block before anything else was said.