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Welcome to my story, BBRae, CyBee, RobStar and others.

Chapter 1: Meeting

So this is it, she thought. This is what it is going to be like now. Rachel looked around while waiting at a stop light. Coffee shop, used bookstore, the smallest gas station on the planet and some antique shops. There were quite a few people walking and driving around but the fact that less than ten thousand people lived in this town was pretty obvious. It could have also been the pouring rain which appeared to never stop. Rachel sighed, No family and no friends. What am I doing? The light turned green and she continued on her way.

It seemed the town preferred to build out rather than build up, people lived in large houses near the end of town and smaller house closer to the center. The cars were old, Rachels' was probably the newest in the town, a simple black Honda Pilot from twenty-eighteen. The SUV had been a gift from her parents when they passed away, as well as their fortune.

Another stop light, great. Rachel looked around again, this time her eyes wandered to a mechanic shop simply called 'Vics'. She observed a tall, muscular black man arguing with who Rachel assumed was his wife. The woman appeared to be pissed and he was losing the argument. Poor guy, she let out a chuckle. The light turned green and she continued on her way.

Rachel looked at a paper with the instructions, turned left at the next light and now only had to drive fifteen more minutes to her new home. The house was deeper into the woods and far away from anyone else. It was perfect for someone who just wanted nothing but to be alone. She pulled onto a dirt road and drove up to the house, it was significantly larger in person. She has specifically chosen this house because it was a classic German architectural home, dark brown panels coming down and across beautiful white walls. She had enjoyed her family visits to Germany when she was a child, her father loved working there.

The car door opened by itself which at first seemed a little startling, until Rachel noticed a tall white man with slick back black hair had pulled on the handle. He smiled "You must be Miss Roth." The man was wearing sun glasses, weird she thought.

"You must be Mr. Grayson." She replied as she stepped out of the vehicle and shut her door.

He nodded at her comment and motioned for her to follow, "This way. It's nice to finally meet you, I must say this was my strangest sale yet." The two walked up the steps leading to the front door. "I've never sold a house to someone without seeing them in person or at least talking on the phone. Is there a reason for the secrecy?" he asked suspiciously.

She took the key from him and replied "Mr. Grayson don't pry into my life and I wont pry into yours. Deal?" he nodded. "Good, now all of my belongings are inside, correct?" he nodded once again. "Then thank you and you may show yourself out."

Rachel waved him away and he left, not without looking back as she walked into the house alone. Strange woman, he thought and then he was off. Rachel sighed as she shut the door behind her, she was finally alone with new furniture in a new house and a new town. He couldn't find her now, right? She made her way through the house, touching items along way until she found the kitchen. Her mother, Arella loved to cook and tried to pass that along before her passing but was unsuccessful.

"Delivery or take-out I suppose." Rachel said to nobody. She looked out the two large windows that encompassed the back wall of the dining room. The backyard was a giant forest that went on for miles behind her house. Smiling at the thought of gardening she knew she would need to eat at some point and decided it was early enough to find a super market. Thank Azar for Google maps, nearest market was 20 minutes away. Not terrible.

The pouring rain was now a drizzle but she kept her hood up anyway, at least until she was inside the market. The store was small and much to her surprise it was a Japanese market. Okay so Ramen it is and at least they will have herbal tea, she shook her head deciding tomorrow she would locate a Vons or Ralphs.

Once inside she was hit with the smell of seafood, Wow that stereyotpe was real. Finding herself in the produce section she figured maybe it would be a good idea to grab something more than Ramen and tea. Rachel wondered up and down the aisles, picking up random food and beverages that looked good. She found chopsticks, soup spoons and other kitchen ware that she didn't necessarily need but somehow it found it's way into her cart.

Finally she found the tea, as she paroosed she heard two men arguing near the seafood section. "Dude NO! Look they are still alive in there! That is so cruel!" one yelled.

"I don't care! If Karen wants shrimp, that's what I am getting her!" The other yelled back, his voice was much deeper. "Do you want to argue with my pregnant wife?"

The first one muttered something under his breath, I looked over at him with a straight face and sighed. He was taller than he sounded, five-ten by the looks of it. He had shaggy sandy blonde hair and tan skin, it even appeared he was muscular. No where near as the man next to him, she recognized the second man as the mechanic from earlier. Rachel raised her brow when she noticed the man had looked at her, Jade colored eyed looked into her violet ones. She quickly looked back at the teas, grabbed one that had turmeric and lemon then walked to the front of the store to check out.

So stupid, I just got caught staring at a man in a grocery store! She yelled internally. The cashier checked her out and she left the store quickly, it started pouring again. Which would have been fine if the bags she was given were plastic but they only had paper. Stupid humanitarian, planet loving hippies! She started getting mad at her shit luck. When Rachel reached the car she was forced to put her bags down in order to get her key out and after doing so it caused one of the bags to rip and her groceries went everywhere.

"MOTHER FUCKER!" She yelled, rage building up until a hand placed itself on her shoulder. Rachel turned and it was the shaggy blond from earlier.

"Let me help you." he smiled and a fang popped out which took her attention immediately. He knelt down and started picking up her items, "My name is Garfield Logan."

She stared at him for a minute, Garfield, like the cat. That's cute, she shook her head and knelt down to start picking up her items with him, "Thank you for your help Mr. Logan." he chuckled at her using his last name, so formal he thought.

They were able to place her belongings in her car a few seconds later, he watched her grab paper towels in her backseat to dry off her hands. She was pale, like she had never seen the sun. And she had the darkest hair he had ever seen, bright violet eyes, full lips and a button nose. Her outfit was simple as he noticed in the store, just black jeans with a charcoal p-coat and black converse. He couldn't tell much about her, just that she was new in town and she was mysterious.

"Paper towel?" he found himself back into reality and nodded. Rachel handed him a paper towel, " Thank you again Mr. Logan, I am sorry for the inconvenience." She walked to the driver side of her car. "Have a good evening."

Before she got into her car he yelled, "Hey!" she looked back. "You never told me your name."

For a slight moment he realized she hadn't smiled once until then, but now a slight smirk appeared for a second. "You can call me Miss Roth." she sat in the drivers seat now.

He went to her door, "So there is no Mr. Roth?" He chuckled, the tooth popped out again.

She rolled her eyes, but before responding a man called out to Garfield. "Dude, it's time to go! Stop flirting and get your ass to the car! I am not getting yelled at because of you!"

Garfield chuckled, "Until we meet again Miss Roth." then he ran off. Rachel looked baffled, someone helped her, flirted with her and then claimed they would meet again. What is this? Some kind of romance novel? She scoffed, he was cute though.

"Garfield Logan. Hmm." She said as she watched him leave before she drove off.

Let me know what you think, there are surprises in store for sure.