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Originally Posted by Darkangel77
Marek stared at the ground, his dirty-blond hair falling into his face and eyes. ..I haven't.. where.. eh? Marek thought to himself, as he picked his head up right in time to see he was about to crash into a girl leaving. He stopped himself by stopping quickly, but the books he was carrying fell to the ground. He paused, staring at the girl with his dark eyes, before flicking his gaze down as he bent to pick up his books. "I'm sorry," he apologized to her, even though she didn't do anything, then stood back up, missing the paper on the ground that fell from his hands before. "I didn't bump into you, did I?" he asked her, raising an eyebrow in a concerned fashion.
Jordana starred at the boy as his books fell to the floor. She felt as if it happened in slow motion. She wanted to lunge for the books but as she watched them fall she felt that she couldn't move. When the boy apologized for dropping his books she said, "Oh...Um..its ok." She watched him pick up his books and as he stood up she looked at him and could see that he had failed to pick up a piece of paper. She bent down and picked up the paper and handed it to him. Jordana smiled at the boy. "No you didn't bump into me. Here I believe this is yours." she said to him as she handed him the paper.
"I'm Jordana Cruz, by the way." she said to him as she extended her hand and gave him a smile.