Claire was a simple girl. She did simple things, and lived a simple life. She was the definition of ordinary. She sat there on the park bench in a daze. "Excuse me Miss?" Startled, Claire jumped up, caught her skirt on the park bench, and fell flat on her face. "Dammit", Claire said her words muffled by the grass.
"Umm miss, can I- can I-", the boy tried to speak as he turned around to hide his laughter". Claire lifted her head, flustered, to see the boy chuckling as he extended his hand. "Here let me help you up", he said. As Claire got a closer look she noticed that this boy was very good looking. The platinum blonde hair, and the blue e