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Our Ultimate Adventure

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He clicked the lighter with no response, second click and again no response but just as he was about too chuck the lighter for good he heard soft humming to no specific rhythm and far out of tune approach his small space of peace.Irritation flared in his veins not only at the inadequate lighter ,the undeniable knowledge that his space would soon be invaded by an uninvited guest and the socially acceptable practice of having to engage in small talk in which he found no interest but mostly at himself for being intrigued by such humane distractions.Once again, the lighter lifted to the tip of cigarette and clicked. Still placed firmly between his lips the cigarette danced as he threw the lighter with pure irritation and lost the sight of it in the sun.She watched the lighter travel weightless through the air seeming to vanish asif it never existed and thoughtlessly turned to focus on the clearly irritated lighter yeeter.She damn never swallowed the entire cigarette and an embarrassing cough sounding gasp escaped her as she stared at this stranger for much longer than considered non-creepy.Before her stood what she could only describe as an Greek God and while she continued to stare she swore his lips were moving. Had he been speaking to her? Straightening her back, closing her mouth and reminding herself how to blink she took a few steps closer."Hi. Sorry I hadn't heard you previously what did you say?"- She spoke in barely a whisper feeling her throat void of any moisture."Do any of your species ever listen!" - he signed and turned his back to her." I asked, May I kindly use your lighter as mine just went skydiving?"- He repeated in a tone laced with irritation and fake politeness.She held out the lighter to him, leaning her back to the wall and centering her focus on anything else to normalize her frantic heart rate.He had not turned to face her and was staring at the sky asif it had all the answers to the challenges of life."My lighter?"-She nearly yelled as she held out her hand in his direction. He flinched as his ears whistled and his head began to spin pressed the lighter into her palm almost willing it to pass through her tiny delicate hand.She retracted her arm and felt the indent of her lighter prickle her palm.They both rushed to finish their smoke break and escape the uncomfortable company they found themselves in.She turned to leave first not deeming him fit for an greeting or even an acknowledgement of his existence. He watched her leave, finding himself amused by her sudden disregard for his presence and smiled as he gathered his belongings heading for his next class.

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Dreadful Lunch Encounter
Dylan made his way down the everlasting stairs seemingly lost in thought. Since he had watched her form retreating this morning he repeatedly finds himself smiling without intending too and seems to suffer from some sort of heart burn that tingles directly into his very core. He rolled his eyes to these ridiculous thoughts and rather hoped he was experiencing the symptoms of cardiac arrest. He headed to his space of peace finding no interest in the ocean of eyes undressing him as he passed and cringed inwardly at the undisguised attempts to draw his attention. Still attempting to keep his facial features void of any display,attempting to seem unfazed and just in the nick of time he rounded the corner to his place of peace. He leaned forward placing his hands on his knees and exhaling fully as he mentally prepared himself for a few minutes of solitude in his place of peace. Reaching for the cigarettes and placing one firmly between both lips he recalls his lack of ignition the damn lighter. As his thoughts dart to the encounter this morning and then back to his current reality he once again notices that involuntary smile plastered on his face. Finding himself lurking in a daydream he was certain he had not created and embracing the smothering sense of contentment his hunt for an lighter seemed long forgotten. The elastic band of reality snapped harshly back into place, causing him to forrow his brows and with eyes void of emotion he stared at the owner of the clicking sound he required. As he focused on the features of the lighter owner he felt a sense of familiarity and as his brow eased he felt that stupid smile return to his features. Their gazes met, as he began to examine her he noticed she had been studying him with far less interest, she had her arm stretched towards him and in the palm of her delicate hand gently rest a sliver of hope. He lit his cigarette and unsure of the decent action to take he set his mind on overthinking an trivial topic. He returned her lighter and gently invaded her personal space. " Fancy meeting you here again. I had convinced myself I had scared you off?"- He had meant to say this in an light and conversational tone but questioned it when she gazed at him with an deep set frown over her forehead. "Scared me off? You think highly of yourself! Why would an man throwing a tantrum scare me off?"- She asked him with a flat voice and scanned his face. She turned her entire body to face his and grinned. He felt his cheeks and ears heat up and searched for any proof of reality. "Listen,Regarding my tantrum, I thought I should say that I'm sorry. oh and uhm thanks for being the light in my life!"- he chuckled at this own joke and faced her. The stopwatch of Life stopped for a brief second and his breathe caught in his throat. Staring back at him were the most mesmerizing blue green eyes, her skin was radiant with unpatterned scatters of light freckles, her lips seemed abnormally soft and her delicate features framed by bouncing long curls of pure gold. Unbeknownst to him it had only been the stopwatch of his Life that had briefly stopped and as his focus regain he once again found himself amused by her ability to define gravity as she floated away. He stood there smiling until he could no longer see her and then as summoned headed for his next class. As he approached the final step he chuckled to himself thinking of his ' dreadful lunch encounter' and argued that if he were to share his spot he couldn't imagine sharing it with anyone else.

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