She smiled politely but she looked uncomfortable as if she couldn’t wait to get away. There was something familiar about these two. I could have swo...n that I had seen them sometime, someplace, but couldn’t remember exactly when or where. ‘How’d you like the game?’ Jay asked. When Allie hesitated, I decided to take the lead. ‘The game was pretty bad,’ I started out, ‘But the stadium and the crowd are pretty entertaining.’ ‘We should really be going,’ Allie remarked as the crowd began to push. I was smart enough not to ask questions about her "business" and I think she appreciated that. I felt comfortable talking with her and told her I'd like to do it agai:"You know where to find me honey, I'm there every night but Sunday."The next night was Saturday and I showed up around eight and she was sitting at a table with two men. After about five minutes she left with one of them and didn't come back for over an hour. When she did come back she swung by my table and said, "Buy me a drink. She had wrapped it around a banana and while I thought it was a really strange thing, she told me it was not so rare a breakfast for people on the run in the Mediterranean region of France. It was damn tasty!I watched her skinny little ass turn and walk back into the house as I washed down the last of my treat with some coffee I had picked up on the way.15 minutes later I was in the attic and was following one of the sets of wires that showed damage to see what it was connected to. Sure. She accepted me in my 9th grade and hell yeah love was fun. We used to meet up after the school hours in the classrooms as we had to stay back to practice for our annual sports. I used to bunk the practice and meet her in one of the loneliest rooms in our school. And you can obviously guess what we used to do…stick to each other all the time….Kiss one another. Omg those were the best days…just kisses and nothing else…for us just kissing was a big deal. I was a stand alone type of guy in our.