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<center><div style="width: 235px; text-align:; font-size: 2.5em; line-height: .9em; font-family: georgia; letter-spacing: -2; color: 44c9e1;">It's time to forget about the past
<div style="width: 235px; text-align:; font-size: 1em; line-height: 1em; font-family: courier new; background-color: 44c9e1; color: ffffff; letter-spacing: 1px; text-transform: uppercase;">To wash away what happened last.</div><br></center>Rachel was always a very responsible girl. But today she wouldn’t be as responsible since she was going to go on a coffee run with Mason Blake. Mason Blake, the devil known to all girls, ha, he was mysteriously still good looking and she was definitely in trouble now. If someone read her mind thinking that she would be in deep shit, she only hoped Edward Cullen wasn’t around or something. Being twenty two years old Rachel still had a lot to think about in the past life and what had happened to her. She had a few ex boyfriends here and there but nothing as special close to Mason Blake. She thought he could’ve been the one for her, but he got away. The good one’s always got away. Rachel sighed thinking about the day but she couldn’t now that she had Paul. Paul Amikk was a good guy, he was strong, a little temperamental but not so much, he was level headed, stubborn, and had the heart of gold. As she slipped on her black knee high comfy combat boots she looked in the mirror and hoped that Mason wouldn’t say anything to cruel to her tonight.
You would think that when you see Rachel and Mason together they were both opposites, she liked Mason because he was a bad boy. He always had that look. She wanted something fun, and exciting, yet adventurous and sweet, he was sweet. Some of the times, but not all; like most men were. The two regretted that night that was for sure. Rachel looked up at the time and cursed out loud, “Crap I’m a little late,” she snuck out the window while she grabbed her keys and her things to stuff them in her pockets on the way out. She only brought her cell phone, a lip gloss, her compact she put in her jacket, and had sprayed some perfume on the way out. Thankfully the town was just a five minute walk from her father’s house. The beach wasn’t so far away from there house either. Which she was glad that Jake Black was a Beta of the wolves, he had la push around him. Which was a good thing for them because they would be protected at all times, that was slightly bad for Rachel because she’d be watched like a hawk.
As she made her way to meet Mason, all she could think of was the past. She and Mason we’re quite a pair back at Washington State University. She graduated with journalism major, and he didn’t really know where he was going. By the time she was already outside Mason was already at her house, in front of the clearing Mason had been there with his motorcycle. Another reason why she had loved him before, the motorcycle, she lovedddd fast cars, and fast rides, everything about it was a rush. She loved the rush she got from it. Maybe that’s why these two had dated. She smiled at him and shook her head as she zipped up her leather jacket and snarled at him teasingly, "c’mon, black!" Rach laughed at him and gave him a little back hug before she wrapped her leg on the other side of his bike seat. “Oh hush Blake, mmm I haven’t ridden in this thing in ages! I missed it!” she laughed again and ran her hand across the sides of it admiring the paint job on it.
“Come on Mason, show me what you’ve got!” she hassled him and snickered wrapping her arms on his waist. It felt like old times where they used to ride together in the sunset, there were so many moments that she remembered and wanted to remember but it was hard too. “I have missed you! And this,” her head shook as they began to take off drive off. Today had to be an odd day, as her stomach ached for the closeness of Paul she already felt bad for being with another man. “So Leah knows you are in this with me here?” she made it sound so secretive, as she allowed her hair to let loose behind her. The wind felt so nice against her body, she missed riding fast things.
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<font color=44c9e1><b>" CLOTHES --</b></font> click!
<font color=44c9e1><b>" NOTES --</b></font> hope its ok. <br></br>
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