My Boom Crush

--- *CHAPTER 1: The Blue Gown* My name is Ava. I am 24, a small tech designer with a small tech company in Lovelight Plaza, Elm City. I live alone in Block C, Crystal Lake Estate. Not in my parents' house. I worked for this apartment. From one small desk and taking an estate shuttle, to buying my own used white Corolla last year. It is not much, but it is mine. Today was supposed to be a simple day. Mama Cole from Block D called me in the morning. Mama Cole is not my mother. She is Jordan's mother. But she has been like a mother to me since we were kids. "Ava, my daughter, please come. I am cooking your favorite soup. Come and eat before you go to your shop," she said. I said okay. I wore my simple blue gown, carried my handbag, and drove my white Corolla along the short five-minute road from Block C to Block D. I parked outside their gate. The compound was quiet. The big house looked the same, but the gate was open. "Mama Cole!" I called as I entered. "I'm here!" No answer. I walked inside the compound. My blue gown was swaying. Then someone jumped from behind the gate. "BOOM!" I screamed so loud. I jumped back, my handbag fell, my leg twisted in my heel and I almost fell on the floor. But two strong arms caught me before I hit the ground. Around my waist. Holding me tight. I opened my eyes, still breathing fast. And I saw him. Jordan. Jordan Cole. The boy who used to scare me with BOOM when we were kids in this same compound. The boy I cried for two years at Elm City University. The boy who left abroad four years ago. But this was not the boy who left. This man was tall. Broad shoulders. Fine suit. Small fine beard. Mature. Handsome. Calm. So calm that he was looking at me like I was the only thing in this compound. His arm was still around my waist.