Memories

I'm Jake

{Regina's POV}

I wake up to someone knocking on my door. For some unknown reason, I don't remember how I got to my house let alone my room. I get up, pull my hair into a low ponytail, and go down stairs to answer the door.

I look through the peephole and open the door. "Henry, what are you you doing here?"

"Hi mom. I just wanted to come and see if you would like to grab some breakfast with me," he says with a smile on his face.

I can't help, but smile too. His smile is contagious. "Of course I would love to eat breakfast with you. Why don't you come in and sit in the living room while I get dressed. Promise I won't take more than 30 minutes."

"Ok. I think I'll just watch some tv while I wait," he says as I kiss his forehead.

"Don't eat anything. I don't want you to ruin your appetite," I say as I walk up the stairs.

"No promises."

As I reach the finals stairs I let out a little laugh. I rush to my room to get dressed. What to wear? I could go for a casual daytime look or go for a more presentable mayor sort of thing. This breakfast. Shoot I've already spent 7 minutes debating. I only have 23 minutes to get dressed. What the hay, I'll go with the pantsuit with flats. Knowing Henry, we will end up going to the park or walk around the town. Shoot, 20 minutes. I quick slip into the outfit and let my hair loose from the ponytail. I quickly brush it and take a quick look in the mirror.

"Good enough." It's not like I'm going husband hunting.

With twelve minutes to spare I head down stairs.

"Wow, eighteen minutes. That has to be a new personal record," he says surprised.

"I just woke up can you blame me?"

Henry let's out a quick laugh and says, "No I guess I can't."

"Alright what are you waiting for? Maybe we can catch Archie with his dog on the way."

"Nothing, it's just that you seem different."

"I certainly hope that's a good thing," I says as we head out the door and start walking to Granny's.

"It is. And you are gonna love the little surprise I have in store for you."

"Please don't tell me it's anything like your last surprise. The last one involved your birth mother and minus two hundred dollars."

"Don't worry, this one is good," he says as he opens the gate and turns me to the right. Before my very eyes I see two four wheelers, a red and a blue one.

"Henry, what's all this?" I ask, already knowing the answer.

"As much as I love our long walks, I though maybe we could arrive in a little different style for once. Don't worry, my dad showed me how to ride these."

"It's not you I'm worried about, it's me. I don't even know what all these things are for."

"It's easy. Just watch me," he says in full confidence. A few minutes go by, with Henry going over the control about five times before letting me get on mine. He gets the blue, I get the red.

"Just think of it as driving. Stop on a red light. Go on a green light. And go even faster on a yellow light," he says as he puts on his glasses.

"Henry I think you got the last one wrong."

"Race you. Last one there has to pay."

"Well I think I'm at a fair disadvantage," I say as I take off in full speed.

"Hey! That's not fair!" I hear Henry say behind me.

The wind blowing past me pulls my skin back, inch by inch, feeling like goingone centimeter faster would completely pull my skin off. I must have passed all the red lights visible because before I know it I'm at Granny's. I get off and look behind me. Henry is a few seconds behind.

After he arrives, he gets off and says, "You're paying. We never shook on it."
I can't help but laugh.

I wrap my arm around his shoulders and say, "Come on, let's get something to eat."

We sit in our usual two seats. We order some pancakes, hot cocoa with cinnamon, and bacon.

A waitress, must be new, walks around with a tray full of food and beverages heading towards us. She slips on a napkin about to spill everything. Suddenly out of nowhere a stranger moves me out of the way, dropping both of us to the floor. I stop everything from spilling with my magic and levatate it to the counter. Everyone applauds and I finally look at the stranger who saved me from being covered in breakfast.

He has the the most beautiful hazel eyes I've ever seen that go along with his light brown hair. He's wearing casual clothes, a navy blue long sleeved shirt with his dark khaki pants. He turns his head and the light hits his eyes just right, creating the illusion of him having green eyes.

He gets up first then holds out his hand. "That was a close one. You might want to sit in the far corners to avoid this kind of mess. Who knows what would've happened if I wasn't here?" he says without an accent.

I accept his offer and hold out my hand as he helps me up. "Well believe it or not, this doesn't exactly happen very often," I says brushing off dirt.

"You know most people would simply say thank you," he says with a smile.

"Alright. Now who might I address this to? Or should I just call you stranger?"

He laughs. "No need for the informalities. I'm Jake. Callaway," he says as he extends his hand.

"Ok Jake, thank you for saving me from being in utter horror of being covered in food," I say as I shake his hand.

"Nothing wrong with being covered in food," he says.

"I agree, but it might be a problem if you plan on being outside."

"That it is. So you get to know my name, but I don't get to know yours?" he asks waiting for me to respond.

"It's not like we are exchanging Instagram accounts," I say.

"No, but it would be nice to have a name of reference in case someone asks me about having experience in saving people from flying food."

"I'm the mayor, Regina Mills."

"Well your honor," he says as he bows, "it has been a pleasure to save you from flying food, but I'm afraid I must go."

"What? Have more people to save from flying food?" I say out of curiosity.

"Oh you would be surprised," he says letting out a laugh.

"Goodbye Mr.Callaway," I say.

"That's a little bit too formal. Just call me Jake."

"Goodbye Mr.Callaway," I say trying to not smile.

"Goodbye Regina," he says, smiling as he exits the diner.