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Cold and soaked, we entered the antiques shop. Uncomfortable just standing in the door, we decided to venture farther into the shop. Strange trinkets littered the shelves, obviously unorganized.
"I think I'm getting older just being in here," Amber whispered, viciously wiping a piece of dust off her jacket.
We just rolled their eyes, as we began to examine the strange things that gleamed down at them. Suddenly, a floorboard creaked behind them. Shocked, we spun, being met by a man older than time its' self.
"What are you doing in here?" He croaked, a foreign accent tainting his words.
"We just needed some cover from the rain sir, we're sorry," Mara explained.
Weirdly, the man just stood. His glazed eyes looked at me, as if he still was waiting for a response.
"Sorry bu-"
"Your kinds aren't supposed to be in these halls!" The old man yelled, interrupting me, his finger rising to point at her.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"Oh god, guys we need to go, now," Patricia whispered harshly, pulling the girls behind a bookcase.
"What are you doing?" Amber snapped.
"That… That's the guy," Patricia breathed, pointing at the boy who'd just entered the store.
I began to examine him. He was about Patricia's height, his shaggy brown hair falling just above his eyes. He had a light brown skin, which was flawless. His chocolate brown eyes matched his skin. He was…beautiful. He certainly wasn't the usual attractive, but his uniqueness was extremely appealing.
"Hello, I was wondering if you could give me some directions?" He asked. His voice was like a wind chime, making music in my ears – I see how Patricia fell for him.
Suddenly, I was yanked forward. We slipped out the door that Maayan had just left. The rain still poured down, soaking us as soon as we stepped outside.
"Can we go, like now? The rain's making my make up run!" Amber whined.
"I think the restaurants this way…" Mara speculated.
We obediently followed her, eager to get out of the rain. With a bit of wandering, we found the diner where we were meeting the boys. Gratefully, we stepped into the warm eating area.
"Nina!" My favorite voice called.
Before I could find where Fabian's voice had come from, strong arms wrapped themselves around me.
"Your freezing!" He murmured in my ear.
With one swift movement, his jacket was off and around my shoulders. He pecked me on the cheek, and took my hand. I swayed, slightly dizzy from getting to be so close to him again. He pulled me over to the booth, where my friends sat.
