A/N: This is my very first attempt at putting a story "down on paper" so to speak. I hope everyone enjoys it, and I have to give a shout out to two wonderful people, you know who you are ^_~. Thank you for being so awesome and supportive. You really gave me the courage and motivation to post this. Okay…so without further a due here is Never in a Million Years.

I walked out of my house over to my car very unhappy. I hated being up before 11:00 a.m. especially on weekends. Who was to blame for awakening at this ungodly hour? It was my best friend Paige. I had agreed to help her deep clean her bathroom and paint her bedroom. Right about this time I was sort of regretting ever promising such a thing, but she was my best friend and I cared about her and she would do the same for me so I resigned myself to my fate and resolved to get us some coffee on the way since I was in major need of a caffeine fix and I had no energy drink handy. I drove around town for a good fifteen minutes before I found a suitable coffee shop. I pulled into the parking lot and sauntered into the building and up to the employee at the register.

"Good Morning, how are you today?" He asked in a friendly manner.

"Morning, fine thank you." I respond politely.

"What can I get for you?" He asks

"Umm, can I get a cappuccino and a soy latte please?" I ask taking a brief look at the menu.

"Of course, so that is one cappuccino and a soy latte, can I interest you in anything else?"

"No thank you." I respond

"That will be $8.85; can I get your name please?"

"Sure, it's Melina…the L I sounds like a double E." I explain due to the fact that people often misunderstand the pronunciation of my name.

"Okay we'll get that right out for you" the guy responds in the usual friendly manner.

"Thank you." I respond as I walk over to the other side of the shop.

I wait about five minutes until finally they call my name, and as I go to pick up my order I notice that there is another cup sitting there. "Umm, excuse me I didn't order this I explain the people at the pick-up counter.

"Oh I'm sorry about that." The employee responds, and as she goes to take it away a male voice says "Wait…wait, that's mine! Sorry I guess I didn't hear you call my name". I am not really paying attention at the moment and as I go to grab my drinks I feel a splash and slight warmth on my clothes. I look down and I see that I am covered in coffee. I gasp and the next thing I hear is the same male voice freaking out and apologizing profusely.

I look at him open mouthed and shocked. "I'm so sorry; I guess I misjudged my grip". He says nervously rubbing the back of his neck. I finally get a good look at the guy. He is a decent height, but I'm short so anyone over 5'5" is a decent height. He has spiky dark brown hair; at least it looks that way in this light and eyes the color of melted chocolate. He gives me a small crooked smile that I have to admit as upset as I am right now is pretty sexy. I take a second to compose myself; I am not one for major freak outs or confrontations in public places, and respond "its okay, this stuff happens to the best of us."

"Wow" he says smiling a little bigger now "You're pretty sweet, I know if someone did that to me I would probably have gone off on them." he responds with a small chuckle. I respond by giving him a smirk.

"Nah, I don't think so. You don't seem like the kind of guy who would just go off at someone. I was going to be painting today so these clothes were bound to get ruined anyway."

"Well I still feel horrible and I would like to make it up to you somehow." He says gesturing for me to follow him.

"Oh no, I couldn't I really should get going I have to meet my friend, it's alright really…don't worry about it." I am trying to get this over with because it is getting late and Paige is probably wondering where I am.

"Please, just sit down with me for a second." He pleads.

"Alright just for a minute." I agree.

We walk over to a vacant table in the corner of the shop and sit down, I am getting really fidgety at this point because I am anxious to get going, but at the same time can't help thinking that I have seen this guy somewhere before. He looks familiar to me, and I never forget a face.

"So, he says matter-of-factually 'I really want to make this up to you'. "How about I pay for the dry cleaning?"

I roll my eyes at him and laugh "Thanks, but these clothes are not meant to be dry cleaned, plus they aren't worth enough to warrant dry cleaning. Like I said before I am painting a room today so they will most likely get ruined."

"Okay fine" he backs down "but I still would like to do something, how about dinner…tomorrow night, my treat."

I smirk at him "You think a dinner is going to repay me for the pain and suffering of damaged clothing?"

He looks down and sounds like he is upset "It was just a thought."

That had me feeling bad, I don't want to be mean to him. I smile and say "Well it couldn't hurt. Sure you can buy me dinner."

"Really?" he asks with a big grin on his face.

I nod smiling in spite of myself.

"Okay…so what kind of food would you be in the mood for?" he asks, I can't believe we have been talking this long and I still don't know his name.

"I am partial to Japanese food." I reply

"No way" he says seeming shocked.

"Yeah, is it that surprising?" I ask wondering.

"No, no it's not that it's just I really like Japanese food myself so it works out perfectly." he says smiling. I smile thinking to myself that I am starting to like this guy.

"Alright then." I say getting up from the table "I guess I will see you tomorrow then."

"Aren't you forgetting something?" he asks with a smirk.

"Umm, I don't think so." I respond trying to run through my mind what I could have forgotten.

"Well I was kind of hoping I could get your phone number."

"OH! Yeah…duh" I say putting the palm of my hand to my face. I try to fish a pen and paper out of my purse. After finding them I write down my phone number and hand it to him.

"Well it was very nice to meet you …" I pause hoping he will tell me his name.

"Logan, my name is Logan." He responds now getting up himself. I have to admit, I have always loved that name, so I have to give him more brownie points.

"Well it was very nice to meet you Logan, I'll see you around." I say walking towards the door.

"Hey wait." he calls after me "I didn't catch your name."

"It's Melina." I turn around and say back at him.

"I like it." he says smiling at me "A pretty name for a pretty girl."

I turn around and walk out to my car with a smile on my face. A cheesy line but it was still sweet. "Oh crap, I am so late!" I exclaim. I start my car and head off to Paige's house.

A/N: Sorry this was such a long first chapter, but I felt that there was a lot of set up to do. Later everyone…Reviews are more than welcome.