Pleasantly Surprised a Connor Franta Fanfic

Basically this is the beginning of a Connor Franta Fanfic. Writing this is really addictive because I wish it were reality so expect the story to grow immensely. Also, I already have most of the rest planned out. This is a fanfic about how I go on an adventure, accidentally meet a really sweet, funny, cute guy, and accidentally meet him again for reals. The rest is a mystery and you'll have to read on. If I must say so myself it's excellent. Enjoy Frantics.


3. An Interesting Interaction

  I grew up in a place where the four seasons were winter, winter, rain, and construction. I'm from Nortwestern Ontario half an hour from the border to Minnesota.  I've learnt we're basically the same place from the numerous swim meets I've been to there. So, as I exited the plane I was excited to get my first look of paradise. I was unfortunately disappointed. I must have come on the one rainy day Hollywood had a year. Great. The weather brought down my mood a little. Now to find my ride. I was getting picked up by my moms friend Cathy and would be staying at her apartment for my four weeks in LA. As I looked at the hundreds of cars waiting I was almost pushed over by some weird guy with sweatpants that looked similar to mine. "Hey what was that for?" I exclaimed, irritated. The guy said "oh sorry there" and gave me a little smile. I suddenly felt bad.  I was having a horrible day and was just taking it out on this guy. "I'm sorry I snapped. I'm not having the best day". "Weather got you down too? I just came from this weather and was looking forward to seeing the sun" he said giving me a wink. " ditto" I said chuckling "where I live our 4 seasons are winter, rain, winter and.." "Construction" he said, cutting me off. "We say the same thing where I'm from". We both chuckled "so what's your n.."  I was about to ask him his name but I heard my name being called "Morgan!"  I turned to the cute stranger and said "and THAT, would be my ride. Got to go. Nice talking to you!"  As I turned I thought I saw him look disappointed and as I rushed through the crowd I thought I heard him start to say something. I met Cathy and soon we were on our way to her apartment downtown. I didn't  know what to think of the encounter I had but I decided it would probably be best to just forget about it. It's not like I was ever going to see him again. 
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