Athan shook his head "Must have been a different guy. Anyway, nice meeting you." he smiled.
"Yeah." Alice nodded.
"We should meet up again some time." he hinted.
Alice smiled and grabbed her pink pen. She scribbled her number on his hand. She stood up and winked.
Then she walked away.
ic: Alice felt someone sit next to her. She looked up and saw a handsome boy. He gave her a crooked, cheeky smile.
"I hope you don't mind me sitting here." he said. Alice's herat skipped a beat.
"N-no, it's fine. I'm Alice." she smiled.
"I'm Athan."
Alice froze.
"I'm sorry, did you say Athan?" she asked.
"Yeah, why?"
"Just I've never heard that before then hear it twice in one week."
"It's an old name, I was named after my grandpa."
"Did your grandpa have a bald head with wisps of white hair and a kind smile?" she asked.
"Yeah, did you meet him?" he asked.
"Yeah, yesterday." she told him. "Well,, that's not right." he said. "Why?" "My grandpa died 10 years ago."
Alice sat on a park bench, her hair swept into a high ponytail. Pink feather earrings dangled from her lobes and she wore a light touch of lipgloss and mascarra. She wore a light pink button-down top and skinny jeans ~i like skinny jeans XD~ .
She was writing in her notepad.