Jack's POV

''Great.'' I thought. ''I scared her off. She's probably going to start avoiding me now. Well, not like it matters anyways. I'm packing my bags again and heading to Los Angeles for a few weeks. And I didn't even tell her.''

We talked and talked. About our families, about music, guitar playing, about books, coffee, turtles... It was great. She's so funny and interesting, but I don't think she even realizes that. I certainly did and I craved more. Up until that point I had never met a girl like her. Ever. She was quiet and shy, yet she could talk for hours about her favorite things. She'd get really into it and she would laugh and use her hands to explain things. There were moments when her eyes wouldn't leave mine, but then in a minute she avoided eye contact completely. She looked happy, but at times her eyes filled with sadness. It only lasted a second and then it was gone. But it was there and I wanted to know why. What is it?

My phone went off. It was Rian.
''Hey man, what's up?''
''Jack. You're up, great. Listen, We're taking an earlier flight. Be ready in 2, ok?''
''But...''
''Cool. Bye.''
Rian hung up on me before I could form a sentence. We were supposed to leave Baltimore later that day, but now I was left with only two hours to take a shower, eat, pack my bags and leave.

I knew I wouldn't be able to get ready on time. When Rian arrived at my place, I was still buried deep in my closet.
''You gotta be kidding me, Jack.'' I heard Rian laughing.
''Shut up, I'm almost done.'' I threw the last pile of clothes into my suitcase, added a pair of shoes and closed it. ''Grab my guitar, will ya?'' I asked him and dragged my bags to the door.
Rian grabbed my guitar and hurried me to the car.

''SHIT!'' was all I could manage to say when I put my seatbelt on and Rian started driving. He looked at me confused.
''What's wrong?''
''I forgot to leave a note for Linda.''
''So? Text her instead.''
''Can't do. I don't have her number....''

Epic fail, Barakat.

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