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"I wanna see the dolphins." She tugged him past the entrance and to a nearby map.
"Right this way." Justin pointed to the left and she put her arm in his as they began walking.
"I love dolphins, Jacob brought me home pictures of the dolphins swimming in front of the boat." She stared into the glass at a nearby dolphin.
"Really, that was nice of him."
"Yeah I had to pack a camera and a note reminding him to." She giggled as she kept her eyes on the dolphin.
"Playful things huh?" He watched her eyes twinkle like a four year old in a candy store.
"Yeah, beautiful." Her eyes took in every movement.
"Let's go feed them." Justin half suggested.
"Can we?" She smiled the largest smile he had seen in all the time he had known her.
"We should be able to." He led her up the stairs and found an attendant. "Can we feed the dolphins?" He asked the short blonde haired man.
"Of course. Right this way." He led them to a mini dock and sat a bucket of fish nearby. He displayed how to feed them and Justin and Michelle mimicked him. Just after Michelle fed her third fish to one of the dolphins her cell phone began to ring. She quickly withdrew it from her purse and pulled it to her ear.
"Hello? Oh hi, oh really, I'll be home in a few minutes, feeding dolphins, okay, you too, bye bye." She hung up the phone and returned it to her purse.
"We have to go?" Justin looked at her with concern.
"Yeah, Bailey is at his hotel room." She lowered her eyes. "I am so sorry."
"That was fast." He ran a hand through his hair.
"Yeah, he said as soon as possible. He was probably at the airport thirty minutes later." She tried to giggle but failed misserably.
"Sounds like a good friend." Justin turned to the man to pay and say good bye.
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"Hey Bailey." She hugged him as he entered her house.
"Hey Peanut, you feeling better?" He released her.
"Yeah Justin took care of me." At the mention of his name Justin rose and walked to meet them. "Justin this is Bailey, Bailey this is Justin."
"Wow it's almost like looking in a mirror." Bailey raised his hand to shake Justin's.
"Yeah." Justin withdrew his hand to run it through his hair.
"Well, we are going to a meeting with Haunted Generation today, you are free to join us. How about lunch first?" Bailey shook his head yes, and listened to the word we ring through his ears. Were they a couple? "Ok, good, you guys come on, I'll make grilled cheese."
"I love grilled cheese sandwiches." Bailey followed her with Justin close behind.
"I know." Michelle pushed the swinging kitchen door open.
"You have such a good memory." Bailey turned to Justin. "Watch, what day did we start going out?"
"March 12, my freshman year." She stared straight at Justin. "We broke up August 31 the same year." Justin thought he saw her eyebrows raise in amusement.
"My biggest mistake to date." Bailey stood and walked until he was standing right next to her. "Where are your glasses?"
"Right there. Ya'll help yourselves." Justin got himself a drink and returned to the table with Bailey directly across from him.
"You'll never guess what song I heard on the way over." Bailey turned to face Michelle.
"One Week?" She flipped the sandwhich she was cooking.
"You know me too well." Justin watched his eyes twinkle with pride or admiration, one of the two, he couldn't place his finger on it. "You remember how that song became ours?" Justin could tell he knew the answer already.
"Yeah you called me after we had broken up and I kept singing it." Michelle put the sandwhich on a plate and started anther.
"I bet you remember your own birth." Bailey chuckled.
"It's not funny, you got me in a lot of trouble that night." She said trying to keep a straight face. "My boyfriend got very upset that I was talking to an ex. And I couldn't say we were just friends, I hadn't talked to you since the night we broke up, I didn't know what we were. The only defense I had was that you called me, not the other way around." She shook the spatula at him.
"He wasn't worth the trouble, you should have left him then, then he couldn't have.."
"Your sandwich is ready." She interupted him and Justin got the feeling she didn't want him to hear the end of the sentence. Were they talking about Jacob? They had never said a name.
"Looks good." Bailey said once she had deposited the plate in front of him.
"Thanks." She returned to the stove. "Justin when was the last time you talked to the guys?" He knew she didn't care, she just wanted to change the subject.
"Last night, they're good."
"That's good." She poured herself a glass of milk.
"Michelle could you do me a favor while I am up?" Bailey said between bites.
"Sure anything."
"Show me around your studio, you know the grand tour."
"Sure, mind if I ask why?" She sat a plate in front of Justin.
"I decided to take your advice, be a producer."
"My God, we were like fifteen when I told you that. Should I tell you to retire now?"
"You know I had to take over the business."
"What business?" Justin ran a hand up and down his thigh nervously.
"An electric company, wire houses, stuff like that."
"Yeah and he didn't want it. You should have seen his parents house. I know this boy is rolling." She set a hand on Bailey's shoulder. "But you are, too." She dropped her eyes hopng they wouldn't be upset that she was talking about thier money.
"What do you do?" Bailey's eyes searched him.
"Ever heard of NSYNC?"
"Yeah God Must Have Spent A Little More Time On You was one of our songs." He looked at Michelle.
"I sing that." Justin ran a hand along the table. He didn't know if he could take this much longer. But he knew leaving them alone would be worse.
"Wow you are great." Bailey ran a hand through his hair.
"Thanks, I hear you love music, too."
"Yeah, I used to tell Michelle I wanted to be in music when I was older, even if I wasn't playing. That's when she gave me the idea to be a producer." He looked at her with pride in his eyes.