Chapter 6

"I'm so sorry," I said. "I wasn't watching where I was going."

"It's okay," he said, smiling.

"Lucas Jones," Grandma said. "How are you?

"I'm great, Mrs. Morgan," Lucas said. "How are you?"

"I'm great," Grandma said. "By the way this is my granddaughter, Alexa."

"Nice to meet you," I said, extending my hand.

"Nice to meet you, too," he said, taking my hand.

We shook hands. I felt a spark between us. He felt it, too.

"There's this dance on Saturday night," he said. "Would you like to go with me?"

I looked at Gramma who nodded.

"Sure," I said. "I'd love to go."

I gave Lucas my American cell number. Grandma and I headed to the truck. We got in and drove home.

"Lucas is a wonderful boy," Grandma said. "He's best friends with Tyler and Tyson."

"I got to find something to wear for Saturday night," I said.

My cell went off. It was Lucas.

Just making sure you gave me the right number.

It's the right number. Hi, Lucas.

Hi, Alexa. I was wondering what you are doing tomorrow.

Nothing. Why?

Would like to hang out?

Sure.

Nice! See you tomorrow.

See you.

I was smiling.