Summer Raines

Summer hiked her bag further up her shoulder, excitement making her totally unaware of the minute changes in his expression. She didn't registered the panic on his face as panic, instead as something else - something she could relate too in the moment. She thought - assumed - that Daniel was merely feeling the same bliss that she felt now. 

But she had to be level headed about this. Never was there a moment where Summer lost her grip on the situation at hand, surrendering her logical process to her emotions. "I wouldn't want to hold you up, I'm also running a bit behind this morning but," she smiled and reached out to touch his arm in a friendly gesture. It was a power move, she knew, one that was so undeniably flirty that it tended to knock most guys back a step (which is also why she barely ever put herself in a position to use it), and she hoped it would translate. "maybe you would like to get coffee later this week?"

Summer was late. It was her first day of classes this semester and she was fucking late. 

She couldn't help but curse at whatever higher entity was listening in on her particular life at the moment, if any. Of course, she would be late. She had made the decision, against her better judgement, to spend her last study-free night in town. The bars were full of students just like herself, trying their best to have as much fun as they could before their studies and assignments took their enthusiasm away for the time being. 

Even in the midst of her panic, Summer couldn't help be reminisce on what she remembered of last night. There had been a guy - a charming, incredible guy that swept her off her feet the moment she stepped up to the bar to order her first drink. Sifting through the fog brought on by the hangover she had already done her best to kick to the curb, Summer did her best to remember the little details. He bought her a drink. They started to dance. They hopped between bars. They stumbled through the front door of his place, an excitement taking hold of them that Summer had never felt before. She had left his place in too much of a hurry to leave any sort of note with her number on it yet - Summer was a firm believer in fate. If they really had the type of connection that she thought they had, he would pop back up eventually.  

Stuck in her head, Summer rounded the corner on autopilot, completely unaware that she had already passed the door to her classroom. Focus, Summer. Focus! Her bag had slid off of her shoulder in the minor collision and she was reaching for it before she even saw the face of the person she had bumped in to. "I'm so sorry. That was totally my fault." And then she looked up to see just how annoyed the other person was going to be with her except - it was him. The guy from last night. The guy she had just been thinking about.

Whoa.

"Daniel, Hi." Summer smiled, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear as her cheeks turned a shade of red that would make a rose jealous. She couldn't help but think that their run-in wasn't a coincidence. Summer Raines believed in fate and this was her evidence.