Monsters & Fairytales (66 page)

“And now you’re giving me that look that you have no idea who I am and I really
am just seeming
like I’m stalking you! Oh, God. Okay. So, I do live here too, so we’ll just pretend we bumped into each other okay?”

He shifted his hair around and walked over to the bottom of the stairs. I was just looking at him, trying not to smile so badly. He took a breath, paced a bit, and then walked back over. Next thing I knew he bumped into me.

“Oh, excuse me.” He said with the most sincerity I had ever heard.

He gently touched where he hit me, trying not to smile.

“Quite alright.”
I said with laughter behind my words.

“No, no, that was really rude of me. I’m just, are you knew here?”

He was faking it so beautifully, I loved it.

“Yes, actually I am. I’m Mirabelle, I live 3B.”

I held my hand out. He took it and smiled. My head went fuzzy as an image flashed in front of my eyes. It was a glimpse of him standing in the park. He was holding that same Frisbee. Had I run into him before the accident?

“Get out, I live in 2A! That makes us neighbors!” He leaned back with his words to express his enthusiasm.

In my head, the fuzz turned into static. I heard something. Someone said something. Was I remembering more?

“Marc, with a ‘c’?”
I blurted out, interrupting his next sentence he was about to start.

“Yes! You remember!”

He threw his arms up in the air with such an unannounced force that I lost my balance in all the excitement. I fell backwards, doing my best to try and grab onto something to catch my fall with. A loud grunt escaped my lungs as I somehow managed to land in his arms. He was leaning over me with a very concerned look on his face. He had caught me, he had actually caught me. Now I was just staring at him all up close and personal. There was nothing familiar about him, though. How did I remember him? How did I know his name? The static was gone. It felt artificial, as if someone had planted the information.

However the way I knew it, I had a feeling he was more than willing enough to help me figure out why. Course, we just had to make it up the stairs safely first.

             
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