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that bad.  I only saw Cash one more time that day.  He walked passed my locker with his head down and he had his hands in his pockets.  He never looked up my way.  There was something sad about his demeanor.  I had no idea what had happened in his life , but he had an aura about him that said he didn’t need anyone.  Cash seemed to be the strong, silent and independent type.  I tried , but failed miserably , not think about him the rest of the day.
     
    CHAPTER 3
     
         When I got home after practice , my mom and dad were in the kitchen.  “Hey guys, what are you doing?”
     
         I’m j ust finishing up the last bit on supper , ” m y mom said.  “Go ahead and wash up and it’ll be ready by the time you get back down here.”
     
         When I got up to my room, I noticed I had a text from Jess .
     
    *Plans for 2night?
    *Nope, u?
    *Can I spend the night?  Anna is working a double n I’m not feeling being by myself.
     
         I yelled down at mom and asked if it was ok ay and she said sure.  I text ed her back and told her that it was cool.  She text ed me back and asked if I could come get her because Anna had to use her car because hers was in t h e shop. Mom said that was fine, so I replied and told her I was on my way.
     
        I still had on my basketball clothes from practice.  They were sweaty and gross , but I didn’t want to change without showering first.  I didn’t really care about going to Jess’ apartment like this.  I was just going there and straight back home, so it wasn’t like I was going to see anyone or anything. 
     
         When I pulled in at Jess’ apartment, I noticed Cash getting out of a black 1967 C am a ro .  The only reason I knew what kind of car it was , is because m y dad used to have one identical.  I’ve seen all the pictures of h im and his friends in New York and my mom told me that’s what got her to go out with him the first time.
     
         Cash looked so good in that car, it suited him and I got a feeling he built it himself.  He looked like he knew his way around a car.   Of course , he drove a muscle car, why couldn’t he drive an E scort , so I could at least not like one thing about him ?
     
         I watched him carefully before I made a move to go up to Jess’ door.
    “Shit , ” he half whispered to himself.  He turned around, opened the door and pulled out a manila envelope and locked the door.  As he started walking towards me , he looked up and saw me standing there.  He stopped, squeezed his eyes shut and muttered , “Damn it.” 
     
         Wow, ok ay …I wasn’t expecting that reaction.  H i , maybe hey , but definitely not damn it.  His reaction pissed me off , so I let him know it.
     
         “You know, I haven’t done anything to you!  In fact , I have been what some people consider nice!”  I said as I walked passed him. 
     
         When I stomped passed him, our shoulders touched.  As irritated as I was right then, I felt my breath hitch from his touch.  He grabbed my arm and swung me around to where I was facing him .  His gaze was so intense.  I always felt intimidated by it , but this time I couldn’t look away.  He looked down at me; his hand was still touching my arm.  The warmth from his touch made me tingle on the inside.  I looked down at his hand and he pulled it away. 
     
         “I didn’t mean it the way it sounded, you surprised me , ” h e said it like he was being careful. 
     
         “How else am I supposed to take it when someone sees me and their reaction isn’t a smile and how are you? Instead, you start mumbling out profanities and expect me not to take offense?”   I asked him a little more sternly than I normally would have. 
     
         I can’t help it . T his guy is making me mad.  He is short and halfway rude to me , but then he looks at me as though he’s studying me.  Well, I’m done trying to figure him