I remember the first day I saw him so clearly like it just happened yesterday.
It was one of those times when it was really hot in Seattle. Sam Puckett, my best friend, and I were going to go to the mall, hang out and maybe go to the beach later with our other friend, Freddie Benson.
I was at a gas station putting gas in my older brother, Spencer's, car getting ready to go pick up Sam from her house. I had bent down to pull at my shorts when I look over at him. His eyes met mine and they stayed like that. He gave the half boy smile every boy used. His hair was styled into a black quiff and his eyes were a puppy dog shade of brown. He was wearing a tank top, shorts and some converse. I blushed as he kept smiling and leaning over his motorcycle watching me. I went to put the handle back and closed the gas tank lid. I looked over quickly to make sure he was still there, but he wasn't.
A whole week later and I still hadn't forgotten about the boy. I missed his intoxicating smile, his eyes that burned in my mind or the way he effortlessly did things. I knew someone like me didn't belong with someone like him, but I felt as I couldn't stay away.
One Saturday evening Sam came over to hang out, like usual. She was in the kitchen microwaving popcorn while I sat on my couch lost in my thoughts that were of course about the boy and how fate would put us together somehow. I was so lost in my thought that I said it out loud.
"Why can't we just be together?" I groaned. My eyes widen when I heard my voice through my ears. Sam looked at me; eyebrows raised.
"Why can't you and who be together?" She pushed, like all the time. I sighed, getting ready to tell her about the Mystery Guy.
When I finished telling her about the way he so effortlessly did things, his amazing eyes, his beautiful smile and the way I just wanted to be with him.
"Kiddo, a guy like that only wants to get in your pants" Sam said rolling her eyes; chuckling at my naive attitude. I sighed, I knew she was right, but I just didn't want to stay away. He pulled me closer. I sighed closing my eyes leaning against the couch. Sam plopped beside me with bowl popcorn in her hand. She grabbed the remote and turned on the TV.
"Then why does he look an angel when he smiles?" I mumbled to myself. Sam chuckled and I thought it was because of the TV, but from what she said I knew she heard me.
"That's how they drag you in, kid"
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A week later, I kind of moved on from the mysterious boy. His eyes still burned in my mind sometimes when I go to sleep, but that's it. A weekend had ended and it was Monday, I was heading back to school.
I, Sam and Freddie walked to school in the hot summer morning. When we reached the school we headed to our lockers, talked for a bit and headed our separate ways. I walked up the stairs to Biology and walked in where I saw the boy leaning back in the chair with that intoxicating smile plastered on his face.
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