A/N: I have been convinced to write this myself. Thank you, I just thought that I was kinda' sucking at it. Plus some idiotic loser posted a comment saying it sucked, 0/10 stars and that I need to get a life because I will never be a good author. I deleted that comment, though, because it was anonymous. (Thank God, I hate mean comments) Thank you for being supportive!
After a good fifteen minutes, I ran back upstairs and locked myself in my room.
But I heard Alice telling Owen what the future was between him and me.
"Okay, I can see the future." Alice started.
"Yeah? What about it?" Owen asked, sounding bored.
"And, well, I saw Bella ad your future."
"And…?"
"You guys get married."
Then there was a silence.
"Her? Me? Married?"
"Yeah. I was wondering, Bella is really upset right now... I don't know if it will help her cheer up a bit, but can you spend some time with her? So you guys can get to know each other?"
"I don't know..."
"Please?" That would be the point where Alice used the signature Bambi eyes.
He sighed. "Fine."
"Thanks!"
Then I heard him walk down the hallway, and there was a knock on my door.
"Yeah?"
"Can I come in?"
"Sure."
He opened the door, but he didn't come all the way in.
"What?" I asked.
"Alice wants me to get to know you, blah blah blah. So, yeah."
"Um... Okay." I dropped he book I was reading and looked up at him.
Awkward silence.
He sat down on the black leather chair.
"Let's see..." He said. "What's your favorite color?"
I laughed. "Uh... gold?"
He laughed also. "Mines... green. Okay. Favorite month?"
Wow. "July."
"August." He said. "Ask me one."
I thought up the most random thing I could.
"Favorite author who's name starts with a 'J'."
"Uh... um.... James Patterson." (A/N: Hehe. That's my favorite author.)
I looked at my book.
"Jackie Smith." I blurted out the name. (A/N: I don't know if that's a real name.)
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That's how my night went.
And for the fraction of a second I could see myself married to him.
