"I know," Lance said. "You know JC.... he's probably out on the beach somewhere."
Chris nodded. "Yeah. He'll come back in one piece. If not, well.... I could always sing his parts."
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"So where are you from?" Liesel asked JC.
"I'm from Maryland, actulally," he explained. "I'm just vactioning here, you know. Where are you from? You don't even sound like you're from the US."
She laughed lightly, then spoke in her soft, British-tinged voice. "I'm from New York," she said, "but I spent a few years in England when I was younger, that's where the accent comes from. It's mainly for show," she admitted in a Brooklyn accent.
"Joey would love you," he blurted. When she gave him a confused look, he said, "Joey is one of my friends.... he's from Brooklyn."
She smiled at him. "I have to meet him sometime. Would you introduce him to me?"
"Yeah, but I'm afraid that he might just try to flirt you to death. He's got that sort of a reputation."
Liesel laughed once again. "He sounds like my friend from school, Jason. He was such a flirt! He used to ask every girl in school out just for the show of it." She paused for a moment. "So tell me about yourself, JC."
"What do you want to know?"
"I don't know.... your age, marital status, and what you like to do in your free time."
"Okay. I'm 24, single, and I like to sleep, which I don't get to do very often," he said. "And what about you?"
"I'm 19, single as well, and I enjoy writing poetry and playing piano."
"You play piano? So do I."
"That's interesting. Do you play your own pieces?"
"Do I? I write songs, sing, dance, you know, the whole nine yards," he said.
"Yeah. My roomate loves your group," she said. "I knew who you were when I saw you out on the patio tonight. It was all a matter of looking into those baby blues," Liesel replied flirtatiously.
"Damn. I could have sworn you didn't know me," JC replied, equally as flirty. "But I liked that remark about my baby blues."
Liesel smiled. "My, somebody is flirty tonight," she said.
"I know," he remarked casually, then laughed.
For a moment the two of them just stood there, in a mutual silence, both wondering who would make the next move, or whether they should make the move. Finally Liesel spoke.
"Um, it's been nice, JC," she said. "But I've got to go. Nothing personal, I just got to go."
"Okay." JC watched her as she began to start up the beach. "Hey!" he yelled. She stopped and turned to face him. "When can I see you again?" he asked.
She hesitated for a moment. "Tommorow," she said. "Meet me here."
"What time?"
"Sunset." That was the last thing she said to him before she disappeared, leaving him alone on the beach, still with a thousand questions he longed to ask her.