After I drank my coffee I started to feel a bit queasy. Today I had to take a test so I ignored it. My face was pale and I thought it was just a part of me feeling sick. Quickly I grab random clothes and then topped it off with a Misfits sweater.

"I look high school me what the fuck?" I sighed and ran out the door with my messenger bag.

While walking I ran into someone again, "I'm so sorry."

"No, no I wasn't paying attention." I looked up at him and he handed me my sketch book.

"Thank you." I smiled.

"No problem." The person in front of me smiled and his eyes were familiar.

"Do I know you?" I asked his face turned into confusion.

"I don't think so? Maybe we ran into each other or something on a different day?"

"Yeah, uhh well I got to go. Thanks again for picking up my sketch book."

"Oh no problem at all. Bye."

"Bye." I walked away from him and he most likely walked away from me too.

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When I arrived at school a few of my professors asked if I was okay, I felt fine after I bumped into that guy. My professors asked if I wanted to go back home but I said I was fine. Then when I took the test, it didn't take long for me to finish it. It was pretty weird but it was fine and I was chill with it. But right now I'm a record store trying to find some really good record. I don't know what to get.

"There's Morrissey, The Pixies, and The Smashing Pumpkins. Mikey wanted to have the Morrissey one that I used to have, we can share that." I put the record back and looked at the two remaining records.

"Oooh, that's a hard decision." I heard a voice.

"What?" I looked behind me and saw the guy I ran into this morning and most likely earlier in life.

"The Pixies and The Smashing Pumpkins? I wouldn't decide I'd just get both of them."

"Huh? I would do that but I only have enough to afford for one." I looked back at the records.

"How about I buy you one."

"What?" I looked at him in confusion.

"Well, you seem to be very in love with both of them. Also, I got my paycheck today and I feel like using some of my money."

"Uhmm, okay?"

"Oh, sorry. My name is Frank." He held out his hand.

"Uhmm, Gerard." I shook his hand.

"Cool, I like that name."

"Your name is nice too, it suits your face." I said talking with my hands.

"Thanks, I guess. Your name suits your face too." He smiled and I smiled back.

"Thanks."

"Yeah, so let me just snatch this from you and you can pay for that." He took The Pixies record and I was left with The Smashing Pumpkins record.

I got up and spun on my heels and headed to the cashier. "This will be all for you?" He asked as he scanned the record.

"Yep." I rocked on my heels.

"Cool, $3.45 please."

"Cool, uhh, here you go." I gave him a five dollars.

"Alright, here's your record." He gave me the record put in a plastic bag.

"Thanks." Then turned on my heels and was met with Frank.

"Ready?" He asked. I nodded in response and moved away from Frank's body.

After Frank got his stuff he handed me my record after we left the store.

"Thanks for buying this." I smiled.

"No problem," He said, "Do you want to go get a drink?"

"Uhh," I check my watch to make it believable I need to be somewhere, "Sure."

"You don't have to be anywhere, do you?" He asked.

"Oh no."

"Then don't check your watch, it doesn't fool me. I've done it before." He smiled.

"Okay."

"Alright, so choose." He hid his hands behind his back.

"Uhmm," I looked at the right then the left, "That one." I pointed to his left hand.

"Okay, let's go."

"Where are we going?"

"Just follow me, count to twenty okay?"

"Uhmm, okay?"

I started to count out loud and Frank held my hand. We started walking and Frank told me to focus on counting. I hope this dude isn't going to kill me. Once I reached twenty Frank stopped but I didn't and I ran into him.

"Sorry." I stepped back and he smiled.

"It's fine, so this is where we're going to get our drinks." I turned to look and it was a hipster coffee shop, but not Starbucks hipster more like low key Starbucks.

"So coffee?"

"Pretty much but let's get something we haven't tried in any coffee shop."

"Uhm okay."

"Cool." He grabbed m from my wrist and dragged me inside. "Hi, I would like a frappuccino with a fuck load of caramel, and he would like..." He turned to me and I was looking at the menu.

"Oh, uhm...I'll get chai tea latte, please."

"Okay, and what are your names?" Said the barista.

"Frank and Gerard." Frank said smiling, after watching him for the past twenty minutes he sort of reminds me of Frank in my dreams Frank. What if he was? That'd be crazy, I ran into my childhood friend and someone that I loved.

"Come on, let's go sit at the window."

"Frank, calm down."

"I am calm."

"I know but chill. People are trying to be hipster." I gestured to the high schoolers that were in there corner on their phones.

"Oh, okay. But let's sit over here." He held onto my hand and led me to the window.

We sat for five minutes talking about The Pixies, then the barista called for us. "You two are cute, how long?"

"Uhmm..it feels like twelve years but it's been forty minutes." I blushed when he said that.

"Sounds like soulmates." She said.

"Yeah, but were just now becoming friends." Frank giggled and started to turn around. I looked at my hair and started to twirl it around my fingers.

"Thanks Frankie." The nicknamed slipped out.

"Excuse me?" He said almost choking on his beverage.

"I said thanks Frank." I responded.

"You're welcome."

"Sorry, I didn't mean to call you that if it offends you or something."

"No, no it doesn't at all. It just made me remember an old friend who called me that a lot."

"Oh, well sorry." I took a sip from my latte.

"It's fine, the way you said it just made me get all deja vu." He smiled.

"Oh, okay. Well to admit just you is making things all deja vu." He blushed and took another drink.

While we were sitting it kinda got uncomfortable so we left the coffee shop. When we were walking we talked about where we were from and turns out we're from the same place. Kind of funny that we never ran into each other. But then again Frank said he grew up their but had to leave.

"So what made you come back to New Jersey?"

"I don't know. It was just instinct I guess, like unfinished business and burning passion. That's what it felt like."

"I got that feeling once. It was about two years ago and I just sensed something like I was finally comfortable and at home. My mom was pretty neutral about it, she said that's what happens when your soulmate feels at home too."

"Coincidentally I was feeling at home when I came back." I laughed and then I stopped in my tracks.

"This is my place."

"Oh, that's cool. Nice place." He looks up at the apartment.

"You want to come in? We can hang out in there." I smiled and Frank nodded.

Notes

Update...next chapters are going to be pretty great n.n