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For Being A Gentleman

Chapter 1

I trudge down the wide stretch of dirt road, boots digging in to the fresh clay. It was hot, even for June in Tennessee, but not unbearable, so when my truck had broken down I had decided to just walk the rest of the way to my grandparent's farm. Suddenly wishing I had a hat to keep the setting sun out of my eyes, although I think that now my decision may have not been the brightest plan after I realized that I was nearly halfway there.

The sun had set, no longer a swollen semi-circle in the sky, and it was night. All of the familiar sounds I remembered from being here years ago as a kid came back. Crickets chirping, pouncing across the road just inches from where my boots landed. Fearless light bugs balanced themselves on the thin cotton of my shirt. And the stars… Well there was truly no comparison.

I had missed the stars the most after I had moved. Yes, New York had theaters and 24 hour delis. Museums with mummies and artifacts that still shone, vibrant and breathtaking, after centuries. But leaving Tennessee when I was younger had been the hardest thing I thought I have ever done.

It was so alive here. Everything pulsed, everything breathed. And when the sun sank below the horizon, the stars took claim of the sky. I was looking up at them, mouth wide in a strange mixture of awe and nostalgia, when I practically bowled the someone over.

I ram into themand we fall to the ground before I realized that it was a girl. A shapely girl with bright blond hair that was just a bit darker towards the end. I pick myself up till I am up on my knees picking up my scattered items that is splayed across the ground. I swiftly look up and and see her and I hasitly look down. I briskly pick up my discarded picture of my deceased ma off the ground and then I look back up to the girl.
I was always more of a country boy than a city boy, so throughout me living in The Big Apple, I didn't seem to lose my accent. Girls were always over me, because I turned them on, but really no one really caught my eye. Until now.

"What's a fine lady like yourself doing her at night?" I say in my finest southern accent.

"Well, if you must know, stranger, that I have folks visiting, and if you must know a 17 year old like doesn't like being around 10 year old's who complain over not being able to sit at the grownup table. Or a quck witted mean cousin Sue. It gets annoying at times."

I look up into her eyes and for the first time I'm smitten. Her deep hazel eyes. Her blonde hair laying lazily around her head, cheek bones, and neck. Suddenly, I'm lost, not in the physical sense, but in a sense where there's only us two.

"Hey... uhmm you?" she says grabbing my arm, tugging on it slightly

I quickly come out of my trance. Seeing her mouth, mouth words I can't seem to recognize.

"Uhmm, yeah. Sorry. I'm Sam, you.? I say very quickly, trying to remember words, when all that I remember is her lovely voice speaking and her god given eyes that are staring at me.

"Well, considering I don't really know you, I don't think I should tell you."

"I'm quite a trusty guy if I do say so myself. And I told you my name, soooo." I say enchantingly.

"Fine. Fine. Okay, my name is Lucy. But people, that I trust," she reiterates, "call me Quinn. But you sir, call me Lucy."

"So, Miss. I am truly sorry, and I give my southern gentleman apologizes. So I will tip my imaginary hat and wish my sincerest sorry," I slow and look into her hazel eyes and I whisper my apologizes. "I am sorry Quinn" I ignore her request for me to call her Lucy, because I see that Quinn suits her more nicely.

"Thanks." she murmurs.

I help her up, placing my hands in the right places to make sure that I don't offend a lady of her stature. I quickly place that she comes from a very "gifted" family. She looks like a girl who is forced to be in a debutante ball, because her mother wants her to be high-raised in society. She starts to turn around before I softly grab her wrist.

"Hey, just one quick moment. Look at the stars. Do you see that?" I say momentarily taking my eyes from the stars to her face. I look at her and she mouths no.

I tick her head up to look at the stars, and point to a bright shining star. I mumble my best pick up line trying to sound like I know acouple things about Astronomy. Although it's my best hunch I say, "That's Venus, planet of loooovvee," she smiles, but then mumbles out "That's actually Mars, planet of war." I'm taken back a bit, because usually I find girls who are kind of dumb, and who think Astronomy is stupid.

"Which one are we on?" I say looking into her eyes then back up into the star lit night.

"Earth, now why don't you come back to it, and..." she stops suddenly. I can feel her deep hazel eyes upon me. I turn my head down and looked into her eyes. I slowly start to lean in a little bit before she releases my hand from hers, and she backs away from me and smooths out her dress, and says a few words.

"Sam, I have to go... I guess I'll see you around." she quickly turns around and leaves. But not before she places a quick kiss on my cheek.

"What was that for?" I say with a goofy smile upon my face.

"For being a gentleman, Sam." she turns around again, and leaves. I stay put with my goofy smile that I believe is forever implanted on my face, and watch her figure slowly slip out of my eye sight and life.

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