It was pouring outside, just like any other normal spring day. She was waking up to get to work at the magazine office. He was waking up to get to an interview at that same magazine office.
It was foggy, just like any other normal spring day. She wiped the moisture off of her bedroom window and stared into the mist. He took off the sticky clothes and put on new clothes for the day.
It was chilly, just like any other normal spring day. She pulled her tangled hair out of it's ponytail and took a steaming shower. He put on a fleece jacket, with leather on the outside.
It was misting outside, just like any other normal spring day. She got changed into skinny jeans, red heels, a fitted t-shirt that said "Product of the 1980's" and a black crop jacket. He saw that his brothers had already left, because of his tardiness.
It was noisy and chaotic in the city, just like any other normal spring day. She straightened her blonde hair and pulled it into a professional look; she gathered her purse and portfolio. He checked the time once again and left the hotel room.
It was a lazy morning, just like any other normal spring day. She left her apartment and started up the street and stopped in the local Starbucks. He walked up the street and stopped in the local Starbucks.
It was a caffinated morning, just like any other normal spring day. She dropped her cell phone and a man picked it up. He saw a girl dropping her cell phone, and managed to pick it up using his good manners.
It was a changing morning, just like any other spring day. She smiled at the man and thanked him for being so kind and explained that she was in a rush. He smiled back and said he was too, then he held the door open for her.
It was not a normal spring day. She ordered a Double Chocolate Chip Frappuccino and said bye to the kind man, staring into his eyes which matched her coffee drink. He said it was no problem and watched as she raced up the street.
The day was growing worse. She got her ticket for the subway, but realized she would need to take the next one since the doors closed once she got to it. He got his Strawberry Frappuccino and too bought a ticket for the subway, late.
The day was getting better. She spotted the man walking up to her, and she smiled. He smiled back and noticed she was juggling papers and coffee and her purse.
The day was progressing. She laughed at herself once she dropped her portfolio. He offered to help her, and he picked up the papers. He examined her clippings of outfits and smiled. He told her she had talent in design.
The day was looking up. She smiled and thanked him. She asked where he was going. He said he did not know and needed to call his brothers.
The day was looking down again. The subway came. She sat across from the man and listened to his conversation. He argued with another man over the phone.
The day was...steady. He hung up his phone, she asked where he had gotten his sunglasses and why he was wearing them when it wasn't even sunny outside. He laughed, but did not answer. She found this strange.
The day got confusing. She was looking through her assignments and noticed a picture of the Jonas Brothers. She was excited about meeting them. He saw who she was looking at and smiled.
The day was going downhill. She got off the subway, and so did he. She asked if he was stalking her and he laughed. It was pouring.
The day was horrible. She dropped her purse on the sidewalk and everything got wet. SHe groaned in disbelief. The man saw this and he had an umbrella. He offered for her to stand with him while she waited for a cab.
She smiled and accepted the offer, seeing as though she was soaking wet. A cab came. He waved to her and she left, although she did not want to.
He got in a different cab. She arrived at her office a mess. Her boss told her she needed to do an interview. She accepted, after changing into something else at the office rather than her soaking attire. He arrived at the office and met his brothers.
They had asked him where he was, but he said he met a girl. They scolded him. She walked into the interview late. And then she saw the same man she had seen earlier.
He smiled at her as he took off his sunglasses. She gasped, and then smiled.
"Thank you for the umbrella," she stated.
"Anytime," he replied. "I'm Joe, by the way. I never caught your name."
She blushed.
It was not a normal spring day. It was better.
