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Chapter-4: Stub, Club, Flub

Word Prompts: Stub, club, flub

Choose one word and write what your imagination dictates. For an added challenge, include all three words in your entry.

"Come on, come on, come ON! Say you'll go," Alice, the humanized version of the energizer bunny and unfortunately, my best friend, nags as she pulls me by the hand.

Just as I expected, I stub my toe at the table as I try to scramble up to my feet. "Ouch! Alice, slow down!"

She glances at my now throbbing foot and clucks her tongue shamelessly. "You're always getting hurt," she says as if this time I did it on purpose.

I poke my tongue out at her and say, "You are the one who made the flub."

She raises her eyebrows at my unusual choice of words. "Flub? What the hell did I do to your clumsy ass?"

I stick my nose up in the air and reply with an air of superiority, "You thought I was the Energizer Battery to your Energizer Bunny."

She's stunned silent for a moment and then, she's laughing in guffaws. "En-energizer bu-bunny?" she asks with a sputter. "You know that sounded dirty in my head, right? You're funny, Swan."

I shrug and grin at her. "I know."

Throwing her arm across my shoulders, she grins back at me. "And I love you for it." As an after-thought, she adds, "And I might be responsible for the toe-stubbing back there. So I'm sorry."

I hug her and give her short hair a small tug. "You're forgiven, bun."

She giggles at my name-calling and just as I turn my head to look at her, my eyes find purchase on something behind her … or to be more specific, someone behind her.

Behind Alice stands a good-looking guy, like really good-looking guy. A guy with pretty green eyes and silky-looking bronze colored hair that is arranged in perfect disarray. What strikes me the most about his appearance though is the smile on his lips as he stares right at me.

Who is he?

Do I know him from somewhere?

His smile is pretty …

Random thoughts race through my mind as my eyes lock with his. I see his eyes widen before quickly darting away from mine, looking at anywhere but me.

His behavior sparks my interest and I move my glance back on Alice.

"So, I'll see you tomorrow night?" she asks out of the blue, and I realize that I must have blocked her out while eyeing up the pretty guy.

"Huh? What's tomorrow night?" I ask.

She rolls her eyes and says in an exasperated voice, "Bel—la! We're going to the new club tomorrow night. Emmett got us tickets, remember?"

"Oh, club, right," I start, and she narrows her eyes at me. "Don't you even think of making up an excuse for not going out tomorrow."

I let out a short laugh and give her a shrug. "You know I can't dance, but hey, I guess even I can do something better than Emmett's chicken dance."

She smiles widely and kisses my cheek before giving me a wave and walking out of the café.

Stealthily, I turn to look at the pretty guy, only to find the spot where he stood is now empty.

When did he slip out of the store? I wonder and then shake the thought off. Well, at least I found my something pretty to look at for today.

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