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Nick gestured for her to come in. He couldn't help looking at her. She was wearing a green halter-top with beige shorts. Half her long brown hair was pulled up behind her, while the other half down. Nick unlocked his side of the door. "Is your side unlocked?"
"Nope," she said. "But I can probably pick it." Nick gave her a curious look. "I live with my two guy cousins. They are always locking me out," she said. She looked at the lock. "Do you have a credit card or something?"
"Yeah," he answered. He pulled his wallet out of his back pocket. Well, if she didn't recognise me before, she'll recognise me as soon as she sees my name . HE handed her his VISA. She slid the VISA through the crack in the door. The door clicked open.
"Here you go. Thank you," she said walking into her room. She turned around. "By the way," she said handing Nick his credit card. "I'm Kaylee."
"I'm Nick."
"Yeah, I know." She knows who I am , he complained to himself.. Kaylee noticed that he seemed a little uptight when she said that. "Hey, it's on your credit card," she smiled. "I'm not psychic. Anyways, I'll talk to you later."
"Bye," Nick was finally able to get out. She had just looked at him with her huge green eyes and he was in some kind of trance.
"Bye, Nick," she walked into her room. "He is cute," she said to herself. "He looks extremely familiar though."
"That was my first meeting with Kaylee," Nick told the guys.
"So, what happened?" Brian insisted. Nick laughed. He friend was really into the story. "Did you ask her out?"
"OK, I saw her again an hour later…"
"God, I can't believe I'm doing this," Nick said. He had gone to take a shower, but his showerhead was broken and barely any water was coming out. He knocked on the adjoining door. Kaylee opened. She had a smile on her face.
"How can I help you, Nick?" she said in a cheery voice.
"Well, I was wondering if I could use your shower. Mine isn't working."
"Yeah, sure. Come on in," she said getting out of the doorway. She quickly went to the bathroom to take her stuff out. "It's all yours."
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