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2. Kaitlyn Amy Taylor

   I couldn’t help myself when I got back to my room, I switched on the desktop computer and when it loaded I pulled up Google and typed in ‘Shane Lancaster’ I got a few facebook results and a IMDb result, but none was for the absolutely gorgeous man I met today. I then typed in ‘Allen Lancaster’ and got the IMDb result. It was a summary of his films he’s produced, I clicked on mini biography. Spouse Ann Holbrook (22 March 1986 – 14 July 1996) (divorced) 2 children Adam and Shane.

   “Who’s Allen Lancaster?” Lauren said looking over my shoulder.

   “He’s a producer, I met his son today”

   “You met a guy” she said encouragingly, slipping up on to the desk “Tell me everything” I couldn’t help to notice how incredibly… (How could you say slutty without offending?) Lauren could make herself no matter what the weather, she was my best friend but it was 24° outside and she was in a skirt, and revealing v-neck sweater. But then again Lauren definitely had the looks and the body to pull it off, she always had guys hanging off her and wasn’t afraid to flaunt it.

   “What, it was nothing, just a chance encounter this morning, it was his first day”

   “Kaitie, who are you talking to” I sighed with a smile and she realized once again I couldn’t shut her out of anything that happened in my life, she had been my best friend all through high school, we were absolutely ecstatic when we both got accepted to Princeton, despite how she acts ditzy to get guys she was easily ten times smarter than anyone she dated.

   “Well, he was totally gorgeous, smart, and coincidentally he is in all my classes”

   “Oh my god you found the male equivalent of you… and you think I love myself” she laughed.

   “Shut up, besides there’s something about him that I can’t quite put my finger on”

   “Kaitie, hunny, in my experience there is nowhere a man wouldn’t let you put your finger”

   “Oh my god you are so wrong” I said pushing her away. Lauren had the worst mouth for a female I had ever heard, probably stems from her growing up with five older brothers.

   “So what did you sit with him all day or what?”

   “No actually” I said and surprised myself at how it sounded, it was quite weird to arrive so early then leave straight away “He didn’t go to any classes, I met him this morning and he was pulled away by a phone call, some kind of family emergency”

   “Oh no, please tell me you didn’t meet him at that god awful hour you get up”

   “Not everybody sleeps in until midday Loz”

   “He’s probably a stalker or something, who else would be that early for class, I mean except for you, of course” She then pulled that face I dreaded, that face she pulled when she was scheming something “That’s it, I’m coming to class with you tomorrow, make sure your not crushing on a crazy stalker type”

   “Ah… no, no way, besides you don’t even function that early!”

   “That early? What he’s planning on being early again? To meet you! O.k now I’m really worried. That’s it I’ve gotta sus him out, don’t worry I’m a total radar for creeps and weirdo’s, I know how to spot them, that’s why my track record of boyfriends is clean!” she said with a certain smugness.

   “Ah, huh, you mean the guys that quit it as soon as they get some action, I think we define creeps and weirdo’s a little differently” I replied with a roll of the eyes that didn’t go unnoticed, she stuck her tongue out at me then smiled.

   “For future reference sweetie it’s called ‘hit it and quit it’ besides what makes you think I’m not the one who just wants a good night with a dumb hunk then hope he’ll be gone in the morning, I have too many puppy dog crushes trying to follow me around…” She paused light a light bulb was just turned on “Wait, I got it, I’ll just come with you in the morning, pretend I got some AP shit to catch up on then I’ll go hang at Derek’s”

   “Huh talk about creeps and weirdo’s!”

   “Kaitie!” Lauren said with an angered frown.

   “Sorry” I apologized sarcastically “You seriously can’t be like the over protective big sister type, this isn’t high school anymore, I don’t need you to screen guys I can hang out with”

   “Excuse me, if it wasn’t for me you would still be friends with that Darren Herman guy!”

   “Hyneman” I corrected her.

   “Whatever Kaitie, the guys a freak”

   “Darren was nice”

   “Kait, he hangs down at the wall-mart in Edison with a trench coat on, and that’s probably all he has on!” I couldn’t help myself but to laugh, Lauren laughed as well but hers was more of a nervous chuckle.

   “I said WAS nice, he did turn kind of weird didn’t he”

   “See, that’s what I’m here for!” she said with a suggestive shrug, like there was a point I was obviously missing, her insinuation was not missed.

   “I’m not saying yes, but if you’re awake and ready at six then I’ll give you a lift to go see ‘Derek’”

   “You’re a cruel bitch Kaitlyn Amy Taylor. But that’s why I love you” she jumped up kissed the top of my head and skipped off to bed, which is probably what I should be doing too. I shut down the desktop and headed for the shower.

   “Wake up ya lazy bitch” I shot straight up disorientated from whoever spoke, my eyes drifted left and right, skimming right past the figure then refocusing back on the intrusive former best friend who was pulling my two massive thick duvet’s off leaving my exposed legs to be assaulted by the ridiculous cold morning air. I deliberately put my pants close to the bed so I could get them on without leave the comfort of my warm bed in the mornings but now all my whole day was starting unpleasant. If she thought she was going to get away with this she was in for a surprise “Come on then, can’t keep your stalker waiting now can we”

   “Loz you have three seconds to give me back my comforter before I tell Derek you sleep with a plate in!” I threatened which was quickly heeded as she tossed me back my nice thick warm duvet, I snuggled in and she looked around literally bouncing on the spot “Did you get any sleep or have you waited up all night because you know it was physically impossible for you to wake up at this hour?”

   “Actually I set my alarm wrong, I’ve been up for like an hour and I’ve had live ten cups of coffee” my alarm came to life, I quickly turned it off and pulled my pants under the covers.

   “You are the strangest girl ever, why didn’t you turn the heat on when you got up?” I said as I was dressing myself under the covers.

   “Well I know you usually turn it on for me in the mornings but we’re both not going to be here so what’s the point, besides I like the cold, I can feel all my stomach muscles tense which totally makes my abs look sexy”

   “How many coffees did you say you’ve had?” she ignored me and walked over to the window drawing back the curtains, even with the overcast clouds hiding the sun the reflection of any light off the snow was still enough to make outside blindingly bright, well seemingly blinding when your eyes haven’t even adjusted to being rudely subjected to harsh lighting changes.

   “Don’t make me get a glass of cold water!” Lauren added.

   “The pipes are probably frozen anyway, could you get out so I can finish getting ready!” Lauren huffed and left the room. I swept my fingers through my long dark hair scratching my head at the same time, and then ran my hand down the back of my neck, I was actually anxious to see him again. It was going against everything I told myself I wouldn’t do, getting a silly girly crush on a guy in school. But even against my better judgment there was no harm thinking about it, was there? I smiled as I jumped out of bed grabbing my large red overcoat from the back of the door and heading into the bathroom to brush my teeth.

   We arrived early fitting my ‘ridiculous schedule’ as Lauren put it, I parked my old rusting 85’ Honda CRX Hatchback across from the only other car in the park, it was a very nice car actually an all black BMW or that’s what it looked like, but then again what would I know about cars. Lauren saw where I was looking.

   “Is that his?” she asked taking a second look at the beemer.

   “I don’t know” I replied.

   “Oh my god, well it pays to be daddy’s boy I guess”

   “Lauren, be nice!” even though I was thinking the same thing. She would probably say it to his face.

   My stomach started to knot; I hated it when I did this. It made me feel like such a little girl getting butterflies over a gorgeous guy. Grown women were supposed to be subjective and calculated, make decisions based on someone’s personality or intellect. Or is that just a prejudice as dating someone because of their looks. Stay on topic Kaitlyn!

   Lot 23 was a little walk to the hall but it still gave Lauren enough time to complain.

   “Why don’t you park in the parking structure, its closer and your car will be sheltered!”

   “Does it look like my car needs sheltering from the elements, I’m pretty sure the exposure to cold weather actually shrinks the chassis and keeps it together!”

   “Nice use of the word Chassis, sort of atypical female dialect”

   “Besides the walk doesn’t hurt us!”

   “Us! Kaitlyn you bitch are you calling me fat?” Lauren asked with a mocking shocked face, I knew she was playing around so I hit her arm with a smile. We turned the corner toward the archway that lead to the small courtyard where I had met Shane the day before, and I froze.

   “This is a bad idea perhaps you should go home, like now shoo shoo” I said waving the back of my hand at her. Lauren quickly slapped my hand down and pushed me aside. I raced ahead to get in front of her. Not a good idea, seems the stone walkway camouflaged that oh so lovely black ice that blanketed the ground.
I slid straight into his view, and continued losing balance. I was falling back now completely embarrassed, although hopefully the painful end would help me forget the social discomfort. Falling backwards I braced for a hard impact but surprisingly landed softly. I opened my eyes and there I was looking into those blues eyes with that gorgeous flicker of hazel.

   He looked back deep into my eyes with a smile rising from the corner of his mouth. I turned and looked towards Lauren, she was staring in disbelief, not that I was caught but more likely because I nearly made a total ass out of myself.

   “Hi” I said. How stupid! I slide through the archway like a total maniac, mystery gorgeous man manages to catch me and all I got is ‘hi’ ugh I’m losing it!

   “Kaitlyn” he replied in a greeting, he then looked towards Lauren.

   “Oh this is my friend Lauren, she came to see if you’re a stalker then catch up on AP credit at her boyfriends” holy shit, that came out so quick, did I just say what I thought I said. Am I mental? I looked at Lauren, her eyes were wide with shock, and her mouth was jammed shut. I remember that same face this one time when I let it slip to her father that her boyfriend (who she wasn’t meant to be seeing) had hung out with us that same afternoon. Yeah, that incredibly busted expression.

   “Ok” he replied sounding a little freaked out “Well if it makes you feel any better, I don’t own any scoped cameras, and I don’t have any lochs of your hair… yet!” he said with a somewhat serious face, I adjusted my head and looked at him quizzically “I’m kidding” he said with a smile as he helped me to my feet “Nice to meet you Lauren” he offered his hand to Lauren who was still in some kind of shocked state and seemed to ignore it.

   “Derek” she said and Shane cocked his head to the side.

   “Ah actually Shane” he replied looking confused.

   “No I mean, extra credit. I gotta go” with that Lauren made quick haste walking off in the opposite direction. This was a first for me I had never actually embarrassed Lauren before, mostly she embarrassed me. I looked back towards Shane and could feel the heat rush to my cheeks, Shane jumped back to the half wall and picked up two coffee cups and handed one to me. I remembered the deal and gave him a wry smile.

   “Hmm can I trust you coffee prowess oh said champion of the coffee bean” O.k I have officially made the leap into insanity, who talks like an eighteenth century Englishmen. Well I guess if it were English it would be tea and not coffee.

   “Indeed, I would not bring the fair lady a mead of substandard zest” Well at least he was playing along making me look less weird, I decided to stop the inapt dialog tangent there and took a sip of coffee, it wasn’t what I usually had but it was about ten times better. My taste buds woke up and lavished in the gorgeous sweet taste of the divine warm coffee.

   I started thinking to myself what the right move here was. I shouldn’t confess to liking it too much but rather play it off and compare it to something better. I was trying to remember Laurens advice on talking to men, my head was swirling with all these different comments. Oh no, the silence had gone on too long, I should say something.

   “It’s ah gr,uhm…” I actually felt my face contort. It couldn’t even believe the crap that was coming out of my mouth, he squinted and cocked his head to the right again trying to make sence of my crazy babble “Ah I started saying great and finished saying yum” I tried to explain, he held his face for a few more seconds before he burst out in laughter.

   “You are quite possibly the most interesting person I have met” he said with a smile and I laughed, I was actually wondering what he was thinking. We sat talking for about an hour, it was surprisingly comfortable. I managed to not make more of an ass out of myself so that’s always a plus. Before we knew it we were surrounded by people as the Hall doors were opened and we all filed inside. “So does gruhm coffee constitute a successful choice, in where I am granted your company for the day?”

   “Hmm it wasn’t all bad, I guess I can bear your company for the rest of the day” I smiled he gave me a slight upturned smile back.

   “So I’m going to need a coffee a day then hey?”

   “It wouldn’t hurt” I said as I passed him my cup and dropped my coat off my shoulders and onto the chair, he handed it back and sat next to me with a smile. I could tell this would be a good day.

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2. Kaitlyn Amy Taylor

   I couldn’t help myself when I got back to my room, I switched on the desktop computer and when it loaded I pulled up Google and typed in ‘Shane Lancaster’ I got a few facebook results and a IMDb result, but none was for the absolutely gorgeous man I met today. I then typed in ‘Allen Lancaster’ and got the IMDb result. It was a summary of his films he’s produced, I clicked on mini biography. Spouse Ann Holbrook (22 March 1986 – 14 July 1996) (divorced) 2 children Adam and Shane.

   “Who’s Allen Lancaster?” Lauren said looking over my shoulder.

   “He’s a producer, I met his son today”

   “You met a guy” she said encouragingly, slipping up on to the desk “Tell me everything” I couldn’t help to notice how incredibly… (How could you say slutty without offending?) Lauren could make herself no matter what the weather, she was my best friend but it was 24° outside and she was in a skirt, and revealing v-neck sweater. But then again Lauren definitely had the looks and the body to pull it off, she always had guys hanging off her and wasn’t afraid to flaunt it.

   “What, it was nothing, just a chance encounter this morning, it was his first day”

   “Kaitie, who are you talking to” I sighed with a smile and she realized once again I couldn’t shut her out of anything that happened in my life, she had been my best friend all through high school, we were absolutely ecstatic when we both got accepted to Princeton, despite how she acts ditzy to get guys she was easily ten times smarter than anyone she dated.

   “Well, he was totally gorgeous, smart, and coincidentally he is in all my classes”

   “Oh my god you found the male equivalent of you… and you think I love myself” she laughed.

   “Shut up, besides there’s something about him that I can’t quite put my finger on”

   “Kaitie, hunny, in my experience there is nowhere a man wouldn’t let you put your finger”

   “Oh my god you are so wrong” I said pushing her away. Lauren had the worst mouth for a female I had ever heard, probably stems from her growing up with five older brothers.

   “So what did you sit with him all day or what?”

   “No actually” I said and surprised myself at how it sounded, it was quite weird to arrive so early then leave straight away “He didn’t go to any classes, I met him this morning and he was pulled away by a phone call, some kind of family emergency”

   “Oh no, please tell me you didn’t meet him at that god awful hour you get up”

   “Not everybody sleeps in until midday Loz”

   “He’s probably a stalker or something, who else would be that early for class, I mean except for you, of course” She then pulled that face I dreaded, that face she pulled when she was scheming something “That’s it, I’m coming to class with you tomorrow, make sure your not crushing on a crazy stalker type”

   “Ah… no, no way, besides you don’t even function that early!”

   “That early? What he’s planning on being early again? To meet you! O.k now I’m really worried. That’s it I’ve gotta sus him out, don’t worry I’m a total radar for creeps and weirdo’s, I know how to spot them, that’s why my track record of boyfriends is clean!” she said with a certain smugness.

   “Ah, huh, you mean the guys that quit it as soon as they get some action, I think we define creeps and weirdo’s a little differently” I replied with a roll of the eyes that didn’t go unnoticed, she stuck her tongue out at me then smiled.

   “For future reference sweetie it’s called ‘hit it and quit it’ besides what makes you think I’m not the one who just wants a good night with a dumb hunk then hope he’ll be gone in the morning, I have too many puppy dog crushes trying to follow me around…” She paused light a light bulb was just turned on “Wait, I got it, I’ll just come with you in the morning, pretend I got some AP shit to catch up on then I’ll go hang at Derek’s”

   “Huh talk about creeps and weirdo’s!”

   “Kaitie!” Lauren said with an angered frown.

   “Sorry” I apologized sarcastically “You seriously can’t be like the over protective big sister type, this isn’t high school anymore, I don’t need you to screen guys I can hang out with”

   “Excuse me, if it wasn’t for me you would still be friends with that Darren Herman guy!”

   “Hyneman” I corrected her.

   “Whatever Kaitie, the guys a freak”

   “Darren was nice”

   “Kait, he hangs down at the wall-mart in Edison with a trench coat on, and that’s probably all he has on!” I couldn’t help myself but to laugh, Lauren laughed as well but hers was more of a nervous chuckle.

   “I said WAS nice, he did turn kind of weird didn’t he”

   “See, that’s what I’m here for!” she said with a suggestive shrug, like there was a point I was obviously missing, her insinuation was not missed.

   “I’m not saying yes, but if you’re awake and ready at six then I’ll give you a lift to go see ‘Derek’”

   “You’re a cruel bitch Kaitlyn Amy Taylor. But that’s why I love you” she jumped up kissed the top of my head and skipped off to bed, which is probably what I should be doing too. I shut down the desktop and headed for the shower.

   “Wake up ya lazy bitch” I shot straight up disorientated from whoever spoke, my eyes drifted left and right, skimming right past the figure then refocusing back on the intrusive former best friend who was pulling my two massive thick duvet’s off leaving my exposed legs to be assaulted by the ridiculous cold morning air. I deliberately put my pants close to the bed so I could get them on without leave the comfort of my warm bed in the mornings but now all my whole day was starting unpleasant. If she thought she was going to get away with this she was in for a surprise “Come on then, can’t keep your stalker waiting now can we”

   “Loz you have three seconds to give me back my comforter before I tell Derek you sleep with a plate in!” I threatened which was quickly heeded as she tossed me back my nice thick warm duvet, I snuggled in and she looked around literally bouncing on the spot “Did you get any sleep or have you waited up all night because you know it was physically impossible for you to wake up at this hour?”

   “Actually I set my alarm wrong, I’ve been up for like an hour and I’ve had live ten cups of coffee” my alarm came to life, I quickly turned it off and pulled my pants under the covers.

   “You are the strangest girl ever, why didn’t you turn the heat on when you got up?” I said as I was dressing myself under the covers.

   “Well I know you usually turn it on for me in the mornings but we’re both not going to be here so what’s the point, besides I like the cold, I can feel all my stomach muscles tense which totally makes my abs look sexy”

   “How many coffees did you say you’ve had?” she ignored me and walked over to the window drawing back the curtains, even with the overcast clouds hiding the sun the reflection of any light off the snow was still enough to make outside blindingly bright, well seemingly blinding when your eyes haven’t even adjusted to being rudely subjected to harsh lighting changes.

   “Don’t make me get a glass of cold water!” Lauren added.

   “The pipes are probably frozen anyway, could you get out so I can finish getting ready!” Lauren huffed and left the room. I swept my fingers through my long dark hair scratching my head at the same time, and then ran my hand down the back of my neck, I was actually anxious to see him again. It was going against everything I told myself I wouldn’t do, getting a silly girly crush on a guy in school. But even against my better judgment there was no harm thinking about it, was there? I smiled as I jumped out of bed grabbing my large red overcoat from the back of the door and heading into the bathroom to brush my teeth.

   We arrived early fitting my ‘ridiculous schedule’ as Lauren put it, I parked my old rusting 85’ Honda CRX Hatchback across from the only other car in the park, it was a very nice car actually an all black BMW or that’s what it looked like, but then again what would I know about cars. Lauren saw where I was looking.

   “Is that his?” she asked taking a second look at the beemer.

   “I don’t know” I replied.

   “Oh my god, well it pays to be daddy’s boy I guess”

   “Lauren, be nice!” even though I was thinking the same thing. She would probably say it to his face.

   My stomach started to knot; I hated it when I did this. It made me feel like such a little girl getting butterflies over a gorgeous guy. Grown women were supposed to be subjective and calculated, make decisions based on someone’s personality or intellect. Or is that just a prejudice as dating someone because of their looks. Stay on topic Kaitlyn!

   Lot 23 was a little walk to the hall but it still gave Lauren enough time to complain.

   “Why don’t you park in the parking structure, its closer and your car will be sheltered!”

   “Does it look like my car needs sheltering from the elements, I’m pretty sure the exposure to cold weather actually shrinks the chassis and keeps it together!”

   “Nice use of the word Chassis, sort of atypical female dialect”

   “Besides the walk doesn’t hurt us!”

   “Us! Kaitlyn you bitch are you calling me fat?” Lauren asked with a mocking shocked face, I knew she was playing around so I hit her arm with a smile. We turned the corner toward the archway that lead to the small courtyard where I had met Shane the day before, and I froze.

   “This is a bad idea perhaps you should go home, like now shoo shoo” I said waving the back of my hand at her. Lauren quickly slapped my hand down and pushed me aside. I raced ahead to get in front of her. Not a good idea, seems the stone walkway camouflaged that oh so lovely black ice that blanketed the ground.
I slid straight into his view, and continued losing balance. I was falling back now completely embarrassed, although hopefully the painful end would help me forget the social discomfort. Falling backwards I braced for a hard impact but surprisingly landed softly. I opened my eyes and there I was looking into those blues eyes with that gorgeous flicker of hazel.

   He looked back deep into my eyes with a smile rising from the corner of his mouth. I turned and looked towards Lauren, she was staring in disbelief, not that I was caught but more likely because I nearly made a total ass out of myself.

   “Hi” I said. How stupid! I slide through the archway like a total maniac, mystery gorgeous man manages to catch me and all I got is ‘hi’ ugh I’m losing it!

   “Kaitlyn” he replied in a greeting, he then looked towards Lauren.

   “Oh this is my friend Lauren, she came to see if you’re a stalker then catch up on AP credit at her boyfriends” holy shit, that came out so quick, did I just say what I thought I said. Am I mental? I looked at Lauren, her eyes were wide with shock, and her mouth was jammed shut. I remember that same face this one time when I let it slip to her father that her boyfriend (who she wasn’t meant to be seeing) had hung out with us that same afternoon. Yeah, that incredibly busted expression.

   “Ok” he replied sounding a little freaked out “Well if it makes you feel any better, I don’t own any scoped cameras, and I don’t have any lochs of your hair… yet!” he said with a somewhat serious face, I adjusted my head and looked at him quizzically “I’m kidding” he said with a smile as he helped me to my feet “Nice to meet you Lauren” he offered his hand to Lauren who was still in some kind of shocked state and seemed to ignore it.

   “Derek” she said and Shane cocked his head to the side.

   “Ah actually Shane” he replied looking confused.

   “No I mean, extra credit. I gotta go” with that Lauren made quick haste walking off in the opposite direction. This was a first for me I had never actually embarrassed Lauren before, mostly she embarrassed me. I looked back towards Shane and could feel the heat rush to my cheeks, Shane jumped back to the half wall and picked up two coffee cups and handed one to me. I remembered the deal and gave him a wry smile.

   “Hmm can I trust you coffee prowess oh said champion of the coffee bean” O.k I have officially made the leap into insanity, who talks like an eighteenth century Englishmen. Well I guess if it were English it would be tea and not coffee.

   “Indeed, I would not bring the fair lady a mead of substandard zest” Well at least he was playing along making me look less weird, I decided to stop the inapt dialog tangent there and took a sip of coffee, it wasn’t what I usually had but it was about ten times better. My taste buds woke up and lavished in the gorgeous sweet taste of the divine warm coffee.

   I started thinking to myself what the right move here was. I shouldn’t confess to liking it too much but rather play it off and compare it to something better. I was trying to remember Laurens advice on talking to men, my head was swirling with all these different comments. Oh no, the silence had gone on too long, I should say something.

   “It’s ah gr,uhm…” I actually felt my face contort. It couldn’t even believe the crap that was coming out of my mouth, he squinted and cocked his head to the right again trying to make sence of my crazy babble “Ah I started saying great and finished saying yum” I tried to explain, he held his face for a few more seconds before he burst out in laughter.

   “You are quite possibly the most interesting person I have met” he said with a smile and I laughed, I was actually wondering what he was thinking. We sat talking for about an hour, it was surprisingly comfortable. I managed to not make more of an ass out of myself so that’s always a plus. Before we knew it we were surrounded by people as the Hall doors were opened and we all filed inside. “So does gruhm coffee constitute a successful choice, in where I am granted your company for the day?”

   “Hmm it wasn’t all bad, I guess I can bear your company for the rest of the day” I smiled he gave me a slight upturned smile back.

   “So I’m going to need a coffee a day then hey?”

   “It wouldn’t hurt” I said as I passed him my cup and dropped my coat off my shoulders and onto the chair, he handed it back and sat next to me with a smile. I could tell this would be a good day.