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“Holy…” Mark started to say out loud before finishing in a whisper, “…fuck! I think I know her.”
“Who?” asked Brandon as they walked down the beach.
“700 meters. Straight ahead. Blonde. White bikini top. White wrap around her waist. She’s standing facing the water.” Mark stated as if he was calling out identifying features of a target they were about to take down.
“How the fuck do you do that? I can’t see shit that far out without a scope.”
“I marked her. She’s mine!” Mark said while pushing Brandon into the water and took off at a full sprint.
Brandon quickly recovered and took off after Mark and started to close the gap.
Mark had a 25 meter lead that Brandon quickly closed.
“Dude! You should know better than try to out run me. It’ll never happen,” Brandon said and started to pull away.
When Brandon was 100 meters away from the “Blonde. White bikini top” he stopped.
Holy Fuck Brandon thought as he caught his breath.
Mark ran up next to Brandon and stopped.
“I fucking hate you!” Mark panted. “How do you run so damn fast?”
“Stop! Stop! Seriously. You know her?” Brandon asked with a sense of urgency.
“Yeah. Well, I kind of knew her. We used to say ‘Hi’ back in high school. She’s was pretty quiet. Didn’t really hang out with anyone.”
“Fuck me,” Brandon whispered. “You seriously know her? Alexis McKenna? You know Alexis McKenna?”
“Yeah I know her. Her name is Maggie McDonald. Who is Alexis McKenna?”
“Dude!” Brandon paused. “I don’t know who Maggie McDonald is but her name is Alexis McKenna!”
“No! I went to school with her. That’s Maggie. She was a nerdy little wallflower back in high school. I’ll admit she’s changed but I would know Maggs anywhere.”
“I’m telling you that is ‘Alexis Fucking McKenna’. Look it up on your phone. That girl right there is one of hottest fucking lingerie models I’ve ever seen. She is in every magazine. Every catalogue. She was even in that lingerie show on TV a few months ago and wore the ‘Million Dollar Diamond Bra’. I’m telling you. That is Alexis McKenna!”
Mark started to type ‘Alexis McKenna’ into the Google search bar and stopped after typing the first 5 letters. Google’s auto complete feature returned ‘Alexis McKenna’ as the top result. He slid his finger up the screen and pressed the suggestion and waited. As the phone screen started to draw with the results of the search Mark interrupted the program as the Google banner and the links appeared. He touched the “Image” link and waited. His eyes scanned down and noticed the text “About 19,700,000 results (0.54 seconds)”.
“Fuck! Me! 20 Million results. Where have I been living?” Mark said.
“Just wait. Check out those pictures.”
Mark looked back at the phone and took in the images drawing on the screen. The first picture was Alexis with her arms crossing over her breasts as she was kneeling in a bikini. The next was of Alexis lying across a huge bed wearing nothing but a thong. The side of one of her breasts and her backside were clearly visible.
Mark look up at Brandon speechlessly and exhaled the words, “Fuck me.”
“You’re such an idiot! You didn’t know that the girl you went to school with was the hottest model in the world?” Brandon laughed and shook his head. “Idiot!”
“It’s not like I’ve had a lot of time the last 7 years. You know BUD/s, SQT, Iraq, Afghanistan, Germany, Israel. I’ve been a little busy. I haven’t lived in the same place for more than three months since I was in BUD/s.”
Brandon smile and let out the sound of a little baby crying, “wahhh. Let’s go talk to her. I want to meet her.”
“I, but, uhh”
Again Brandon laughed, “You’re such an idiot! I can’t fucking believe you. We’ve been in some crazy fucking fire-fights where you didn’t blink an eye but you can’t even say ‘Hi’ to a girl you used to know.”
Brandon turned and started to walk toward Alexis. Mark quickly caught up. “Oh, you might want to get her pictures off your phone. You really don’t want her first impression of you to be that you were jerking off to her pictures.”
Alexis was making an honest effort to read her book when she saw the two men walking toward her. She kept her head down and her eyes on the page hoping that the men would just walk past and not say anything. It wasn’t that she didn’t like people. It was really more that she liked to have a little bit of privacy. But, when you start modeling at the age of four you eventually become a face that everyone has seen and they kind of feel that you’re accessible to them.
The two men were about 25 meters away and heading directly toward her. One man had a large scar on his shoulder, a smaller round scar on his stomach and another small round scar on his thigh. He appeared to be a little under six feet tall and very fit. The second man was slightly shorter and very heavily muscled.
Alexis picked up her phone and started to dial a number. It was a tactic she had used before to get people to leave her alone. She believed that most people were inherently nice and won’t interrupt you if they see you talking on the phone.
“Maggie!” Mark called out.
Alexis kept her head down and dialed her father’s phone number.
“Maggs!” Mark called. Alexis quickly looked up toward the voice calling her name then back down to her phone. She tried to think who these men could be but didn’t recognize either of them. Very few people ever addressed her by her real name.
“Hey Maggie. Maggie McDonald! Is that you?”
Alexis picked up her wrap and gently laid it in her lap.
“Yes,” Alexis responded timidly. “I’m sorry, do I know you?”
“Mark, Mark Hansen. We went to high school together, Croatan High School.”
“Hi Mark. I’m sorry I really don’t remember many people from high school. I wasn’t there that much.”
“How about this? You use to sit at that little round table outside of the school. You waited for the bell to ring before you would walk in. Principle Crenshaw would stand there waiting for you. Most mornings I would walk by you as he was giving you some lecture and I would get to class unnoticed.”
Maggie silently exhaled, “Yup, that was me. Crenshaw was actually a pretty nice guy. He never reported me.”
“Aww, that’s cute! ‘Old Time Stories’ I feel so nostalgic. I’m Brandon,” Brandon said as he offered his hand to Maggie.
“Hi, Brandon. I’m Maggie McDonald!” Maggie responded while shaking Brandon strong muscular hand. “What are you guys doing here?”
“Marky Mark here,” Brandon said while nodding toward Mark, “wanted to show me his old stomping grounds so we’re spending a few days on the beach ‘Resting and Recreating’.”
“I’m going to be here for a few days before I have to fly out but if you guys want maybe we could get dinner or something.”
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