CHAPTER 1: AN ORDINARY DAY
"MUSIC NIGHT AT THE BLUE BEAN LOUNGE: A night of good food and good music."
The yellow flyer was slightly crumpled at the corner where his fingers held it.
It was a beautiful day in New York City. The skies were clear and the breeze was perfect. It was that type of day that exuded happiness and serenity. His blonde locks danced as the breeze played with his hair. Walking down the pavement, alone, never felt so liberating…so freeing. His chest expanded as he breathed in the fresh air and slowly exhaled, releasing calm vibes throughout his muscular body. The ordinary was nice. It felt good.
He folded the yellow flyer into four and tucked it in the back pocket of his jeans.
He looked around the area and saw a couple of kids playing tag, seeing them run around, hearing their laughter, brought a smile upon his face. It was the type of smile that would make any woman swoon. It was a genuine smile.
After a few more minutes of walking, he was beginning to wonder if someone had abducted most of the people in town. It was unusually quiet. He liked it that way. People recognizing him and asking for his autograph or having a picture with him made him feel honored at first. It however became a nuisance as it progressed and got worse. The group of 3 to 4 people recognizing him had becoming a party of people asking for his autograph. The occasional best friends who took turns to take a picture with him had turned into a whole community of people pushing and shoving the crowd just to get a picture. It happened more frequently and each day made it intolerable. The people no longer wanted a simple picture with him. It soon progressed to a friendly hug; then a friendly hug with a single kiss on the cheek; then a tight hug with a two kisses on the cheek, his shirt and a strand of his hair. Everyone wanted this. The people were getting wild and they wanted a piece of Captain America.
He found it difficult to find new friends in the city. With everyone knowing who he was, they did everything just so that they would be associated with him, then they brag it to their peers. He often felt as if the people who wanted to meet him did so for a superficial purpose. He had no one to open up to, to genuinely have a great time without giving special attention because he was Captain America. True friends were hard to find.
This day however was different, no crowd of people, no pushing, no hugging, no kissing, no…
"Hey! It's Steve Rogers!"
"Uh-oh," he thought. He spoke too soon.
A group of ten people stood behind him. One of them stood in front, pointed sharply at Steve and shouted, "It's him! It's Captain America!" The other nine then looked at the direction she was pointing, grabbed their cameras and frantically ran towards the tall, muscular man. It was as if he was delicious fresh meat and the people running after him were hungry hyenas.
With a sigh, Steve started running. "The good thing about this is," he thought, "I get a good workout."
It was difficult for him to sprint away without injuring anyone who came on his path. The sidewalk was suddenly filled with people, most getting in his way of escaping and others joining the mob of people chasing after him in hopes of getting a picture with Captain America. Soon the ten people doubled to twenty. Passing by shops and stores, he tried to think of a plan on how to escape from these people. He then saw an alley. It was narrow, it was dark, and no one was there. Perfect. He sped in the alley as if he was being chased by a dinosaur. Although they were both equally scary, he thought. For a moment, he turned his head back to see if the dinosaur, I mean, mob of people were behind him.
"Thank heavens," They weren't there.
BOOOOM!
He tripped over something and fell over. He turned back to see what it was. In horror, he stared at the lying body on the floor. He didn't trip over something. He tripped over someone!
He quickly approached the still body. It was a girl and she was unconscious. He knew how fast he went and how hard the impact was on this poor girl's body. He could not muster any word and he was at a loss on what to do.
He shook her gently, "Ma'am…Ma'am!"
After a few moments, the girl's eyes slowly opened. Steve let out a sigh of relief. She was okay.
Then there he saw them. Two beautiful brown eyes.
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Author's Note: Wow! This is my first fanfiction after a number of years! School has kept me busy then but now I finally got the time to write one and I'm so happy! How did you guys find it? I hope you liked it! I would really appreciate it if you left a review. Please do! Tell me what you think about it.. Til next chapter! Bye
