Sassy Jenny

   "Hey pretty, can I have a word with you?"

"Sure"

My fourteen year old self replied. I was fourteen when I met Zain. I had gone out with Tasha for sightseeing. Like we always do every Saturday. I was in second to my final year in high school and I would be graduating the next year.

  My mom mentioned several times to me, no boys until you are done with high school. I had no problem with that because I was not attracted to any boy and I did not think I would until I am done with highschool.

  But meeting that handsome hot dude, asking for directions that hot afternoon changed my plans of no boys till I am done with high school.

  He was too hot to be ignored. If Tasha was with me, she would not have allowed me to talk to Zain. She has gone to get ice cream for both of us.

  I was standing by the roadside dressed in one of my baggy tops and a black rugged Jean and a white sneakers. I was quit looking boyish in those attire but I did not fucking care because I had never dressed like girl. My sense of dressing had tagged me the nickname "Sassy Jenny" both in school and my neighborhood.

  Zain had stopped his black Toyota Camry and whined down, at first I was pissed but when I saw his angelic face, I mellowed down and wished I had dressed up like a lady.

    "Hey pretty, can I have a word with you?"

  "Sure, go ahead"

I happily said,

He chuckled and cleared his throat.

"I am looking for Third crescent Avenue, where is it please"

  "That's where I live next it to, I live by the fourth"

"That's great if you don't mind, you can show me"

He had said and my smile dropped.

  I was waiting for Tasha and there was no way I was going to leave her but on the second thought that I would be riding with the hot dude for five minutes gave me tingles. 

  I threw caution to the wind and entered the car without thinking if he was a kidnapper. I was just gushing over him and smiling silly at his jokes.

  We bonded well while on the way to the avenue and after I had shown him the building he was looking for, he thanked me and collected my contact information.

  "Nice dress"

He muttered and drove into the building.

  For over five minutes, I was rooted in one spot, smiling, if not for my phone that brought me back to reality, I am sure I would have got rooted at a spot for an hour.

  Tasha was angry I left her but I pleaded with her and promised to make it up to her and she forgave me.

  From one thing led to another and Zain and I started dating.

   Until that fateful day, he invited me to his house and broke the news to me and afterwards wedded my sister. 

  How he connected with my sister why we were dating, Story for another day.