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Rachel grabbed her herbal tea from the pick up station. She gave the barista her best smile and a nod. She had sectionals to worry about, she tried her best to not strain her voice but that is very hard when you are one very opinionated young woman who's voice needed to be heard almost one hundred precent of the time. Like when she almost tripped over a girl of the age of almost six bumped into her leg due to the fact she was running with joy not paying attention to where she was playing.
Rachel halts to not step on the small child but she was the slightest bit annoyed, who was supposed to watching this young girl, she was clearly to young to be unintended. She looked to see a parent or guardian chasing her but who she found was a teenaged boy around her age, maybe a year younger at most, with brown hair and these green eyes.
"Stacy May Evans," The boy spoke trying to stop the child "you almost ran this poor lady over"
Rachel's annoyed demeanor changed when she got a better look. His hair was fluffy looking and his lips were so, cute and pouty. Her lip curved the slightest bit.
"Stacy come back over here."The boy demands pointing at the ground in front of him, he turned to Rachel and gave a look of embarrassment.
"I'm sorry ma'am she got a hold of something that isn't hers and tried to get away with it" He explains. Stacy huffed as she stomps to where Sam is pointing. Rachel hadn't really listened to what he said, she was more focused on his surprisingly deep voice and his beautiful green eyes, also her heart swooned a little when he called her ma'am instead of just girl or lady.
"Stacy you almost made this young woman trip and fall," Sam gestured to Rachel "what do you say?"
Stacy, as the boy said her name was, stepped up to Rachel with her hands behind her back.
"I'm sorry Miss"Stacy said shyly. They mystery boy smiled in contentment and patted Stacy's back.
"Oh it's alright"Rachel responds with her real smile, after all the little girl didn't mean no harm and her brother, from what she presumed he was, is very much so pleasing to look at so she was kinda doing her a favor.
"Thank you Stacy, let's go back to mama okay" The boy points towards a woman with the exact same hair color as the small girl.
"Okay Sammy"She said grabbing his hand.
'Sammy huh' Rachel thought as she gazed upon the maybe younger boy. Sam gave her an awkward smile before speaking once more.
"Once again we're sorry, I should have grabbed her sooner."The boy named Sam adds before his little sister tugged in his sleeve to indicate she was ready to rejoin her mom.
"It's alright um, Sammy is it?"Rachel asked, his cheeks dusted with a light pink.
"S-sam"He corrected and was tugged again by his little sister.
"Rachel." She saud extending her arm out to shake his hand. Sam accepted the hand shake. He had far from soft hands, sort of calloused. A guitar player most likely.
"Sammy let's goo" Stacy interrupts making an attempt to move the taller boy.
"As much as I would love to talk to you more and perhaps buy a you a tea or coffee to make up for my sister almost making you fall but I have to take missy to our mom, so maybe I'll see you around miss Rachel?"Sam asked giving her a hopeful smile, the had only moved to lima a few weeks prior, and female interaction other than his family would be nice. Rachel starts her response with a small smile.
"Well I always show up at the lima bean at five, and get a nice herbal tea"Rachel hinted causing Sam to grin wider.
"Well that maybe be my new hangout spot after school"Sam says as he starts to get dragged away.
"Sammy!"Stacy grunts and pulled, Sam waved at the shorter girl he met only moments ago. Rachel waved back and stood in her spot for few more seconds, just to watch the attractive boy leave.
"Well, my dads will never believe me about this"She mumbled to herself and began her walk to her car.
She could only hope that the pouty lipped boy name Sam did understand her hint she gave. Even though their interaction was very brief, maybe her looks or her attitude could have brought him back so she could maybe befriend a boy that wasn't afraid to be with her or even talk to her out in the open. All she could do is count her lucky gold stars and wish upon them.