my god this is horrible. im sorry i have to put you throught this, its kinda rushed...i didnt really know what to write and-enough excuses...the next chapt will be better i pwomissss...

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pretty, huh?

Jason had just gotten home. He unlocked the front door, walked in, closed it behind him, and locked it again.

After removing his jacket, he walked into his living room, and sat down on the couch with a great sigh.

And he sat there. He sat there for a long time.

What made him sit there for so long? Well, it was probably the multitude of thoughts whipping through his head a mile a minute.

That girl.

Why haven't I ever seen her before?

She's obviously there a lot, WHY didn't I ever notice her?

Maybe I've seen her before and I just don't recognize her?

No, no I'd remember that face.

And those eyes. Whoa, those eyes.

I've never even seen eyes that color.

I wonder if she saw me.

No, she did see me, she looked at me.

Or-stared at me. She looked…scared or-something…Why?

I wonder what happened. I wanted to help-but she ran.

Oh Jesus I hope I didn't do that-no I didn't even talk to her properly. I don't even KNOW her.

And I'm not that scary. Not scary enough to scare pretty girls away with one look.

WOW, she was pretty.

Those EYES.

Jason's head was full of racing thoughts, some of which he couldn't even make sense of.

He sat down on that couch for about a full twenty minutes before he even thought about moving.

Then he got up, stretched, and sighed again.

He made his way to the kitchen to see what he could do for dinner. After his meal, he did the dishes, straightened up around the house, took his wiener dog, Gator, out for a short walk, and watched TV.

After about an hour of House MD, he noticed it was getting late. He really needed to get to sleep—he had another full day of training tomorrow—so he loped off to his room. After stripping off to his boxers, he peeled back the covers to his bed, climbed in, and turned off the light.

Falling into his normal routine had effectively removed most of the racing thoughts from his mind, allowing him to relax.

But one specific thought wouldn't be dismissed.

Those eyes. Those eyes. Those eyes.

That night, Jason dreamt of blue.

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