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Dani's Dream/Flashback.
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It was hotter than hell.
Dani stood sweating buckets outside her house in a pink dress her mother forced her to wear and frantically tried to fan herself with her hands to keep cool. She was waiting with Dash while her mother fixed her father's and Jake's new suits for the wedding. Dani could of waited inside but she found the idea of being baked alive in the sun more tempting than listening to her mother yap endlessly to her about how she and Dash made such a cute couple.
Of course Dash followed her outside to the blaring heat, like he follows her everywhere, being the lovesick puppy he is.
"God I wish I was sixteen so I can just drive myself there." She groaned to him as the sun bore down on her. "Why the hell are your cousins getting married in August anyway?"
"It's traditional." Dash simply told her. "The men and women of my family always get married in August."
"August? Seriously?" She questioned, her eyebrows raised in disbelief. "What ever happened to being a June bride?"
"Being a June bride is overrated." He replied, rolling his eyes at the concept. "Besides the whole June thing only started when the Romans took over, traditionally people were married in August."
"Yeah well when I get married it isn't going to be in August." Dani said as she imagined her own snowy wedding, desperately wishing for just one snowflake to hit her in this brutal summer. "It'll be in the wintertime."
"Why?" He asked her, his cool blue eyes filled with question. "A blizzard can hit and ruin all your plans."
Dani shuddered despite the heat. Dash's eyes seemed so creepy she just couldn't help it.
"Rather a blizzard hits than a heat wave that sweats you out of your clothes." She replied back, hoping he didn't notice her reaction. "Why aren't you sweating?"
Dash didn't have one bead of sweat on him, his suit was flawless and his hair impeccable verses Dani whose hair and dress were both damp with sweat. Occasionally Dani wondered if Dash was even human sometimes and this would be one of them.
"I have a very high heat tolerance." He simply said.
"God it hasn't rained since June." She whined, fanning her hands more frantically over her face in a sorry attempt to get cool. "I don't know if I can take much more of this."
"Here."
Dash reached into his pocket and temptingly pulled out an electric fan. And one with water and a nozzle to make mist!
She forcibly turned her head away from it before she could snatch it up.
"No thanks." Dani quickly said as her mind screamed that she was being a fool, to take the fan. "I'm fine as is."
"Why won't you accept it?" Dash asked her, his tone filled with frustration and annoyance. "Why won't you accept any of my gifts?"
"Because accepting gifts gives people power of me and no one has power over me." She explained to him, the lessons she learned from the movie 'Labyrinth' running through her mind. "So I don't accept gifts especially from males unless it's a special occasion, like my birthday, or unless they're family-"
"Or your boyfriend."
Dani inwardly groaned. Not the boyfriend thing again.
"Well seeing as my father won't allow me to date until I'm thirty-"
"Your father has permitted you to date at sixteen." Dash interrupted, taking her by the sweaty hand. "I know, I've asked him."
"Well there you have it sixteen." She answered, snatching her hand back which was surprisingly cooler now. "And not a moment sooner."
"So you'll be my girlfriend then?"
"When I'm sixteen," She responded, cursing the hope that filled his eyes and blessing the fact that she had over a year till her sixteenth birthday. "I will give you my answer. But maybe by then you'll have found someone else who has your riches and sophistication."
"Nonsense. Those things are meaningless to me." Dash told her, waving her off. "There's not another woman out there who's as beautiful as you."
"Is beauty all that matters to you?"
"Of course not." He replied as he leaned in to whisper in her ear. "You also have the most gorgeous voice I have ever been graced to hear."
Dani turned away from him in disgust.
"You're as shallow as a puddle Dash." She said to him. "If I were to step in you I wouldn't ever have to worry about getting my feet wet."
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