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speaking for him. Where was this coming
from?
    “Whoa. Someone’s a little touchy.
Could that be because you have a crush?”
    “Um... I don’t think so,” I replied
laying the sarcasm on thick to throw her off the trail. Truthfully,
he was attractive but I didn’t know him. All I knew was that he was
gorgeous; he’s weird yet alluring. Regardless, I had a boyfriend
and Mel knew that.
    “What is he doing? Is he really coming
over here?” Mel interjected in a rushed whisper.
    I returned from my mindless thinking
just in time to catch him walking towards our table. It was a Kodak
moment for the expression on Mel’s face. I really wish I could have
captured the pure divulgence her eyes depicted. She looked upset,
cocky, shocked and shaken while retaining a friendly overlay. It
would go unnoticed to the eyes of a stranger, but with me, I
uncovered every hidden emotion her controlled glare
gave.
    “I have no idea,” I whispered back. He
made his way to the table without hesitation greeting us with his
eyes and a restrained smile.
    “Hi, I’m Kellan,” he waved slightly as
he introduced himself.
    Mel was still unconscious,
lost in her daze of shock and confusion, so I politely responded on
our behalf. “Hi. I’m Lexi and this is Mel,” I spoke quite
confidently…too confident. What’s wrong
with me? I usually clammed up around boys;
I was shy in their presence. I didn’t even speak to Mike until Mel
forced me into the conversation two months after our first
introduction.
    “Nice to meet you,” he replied. He
studied us as inconspicuously as possible as he stood before
us.
    I awkwardly stared at him, and that’s
when it happened. I was lost, caught up in his beauty up close. It
would only be a matter of time before my throat closed up and my
body finally realized that I was talking him, the one dancing in my
thoughts.
    I guess Mel snapped out of her
momentary fart because I heard her say, “Do you like everything so
far?”
    “It’s not too bad, just different.
Weather’s nicer here.”
    “Where did you move from?”
    “Seattle.”
    I couldn’t even begin to fathom the
look on my face as their conversation continued. I was waiting in
terror for the shaking uncertainty to hit me, yet it didn’t. I only
survived non-choked conversations with gay men, Mike, and of course
my dad; I was comfortable with them. Could it be possible that I
was comfortable with this stranger before me? That’s never happened
to me before but what else could it be?
    Why was I comfortable with him though?
He obviously belonged with the popular crowd based upon his looks,
yet he’s much nicer than they were. His eyes, I couldn’t get past
his eyes. They were the only thing approachable about him and
shined in the same palate as my mom’s. Maybe it’s the relation
between the two that controlled my confidence around
him.
    “Lexi! Lex, snap out of it!” It took
me a several long seconds to realize Mel was speaking to me. I
really needed to work on this whole over-rationalization of my
thoughts in a daydream type manner.
    “Sorry,” I offered with a quick shrug.
I looked up to see Kellan watching me with interest. I felt myself
blush and began running my fingers through my long, dark brown hair
to avoid direct contact. Mel shook her head slightly with sarcastic
disgust before continuing the conversation I obviously missed the
majority of.
    “So Lexi can’t seem to decide what she
wants to do next weekend. She’s said no to a party.” She was quick
to cut me slowly and dramatically with her eyes before resuming. “I
personally think a party is an awesome idea, but to each their
own.”
    “Oh my gosh. You are so not going to
let go of this thing are you?”
    “Nope,” she taunted with over
exaggeration of the ‘p’.
    I sighed in defeat. “I’ll consider
it.”
    “Well good luck with planning
everything. It was nice talking to you both. Have a good
night.”
    With that Kellan gave a quick nod and
walked away. As he