I held the piece of paper in one hand, printed on it was Rax's mobile phone number. Tucked in my other hand was my mobile phone. I spent over an hour debating whether to text him or leave it. I did what my heart told me – text him. Hey I started its Prue; it was nice to see you earlier! I wondered whether it would be appropriate to put an 'x' on the end but I left it as it was and clicked send, my heart thumping against my chest.

It was only two minutes but it felt like two hours before his reply came through. Hello Prue! I didn't expect a text from you. Yes, it was lovely to see you! You have grown up so much – what's with the new hair?

I laughed quietly to myself, stroking my hair. I was no longer long, brown and curly. I had that all cut off, layered, feathered and bleached. I felt it suited me better as a person and as an artist. It's often tied back in a scruffy bun, fringe tucked behind my ears. I still don't look after it! It's still wild and wacky, like me. How have you been, Rax?
His replies came through a lot quicker. Wild and wacky. It's good to hear you're still the same old Prue. I've been good thanks, how about you?

We were talking for hours, right through until 3am. I was a lot happier in a bigger house with my own room, no more Grace pestering me or snoring all through the night. I could only imagine what she would be like right now if we still shared rooms. 'Prue, tell me what he's saying!' 'Oh Prue, this is like a fairy tale!' I could see her bouncing on my feet at the end of the bed.

My heart stopped when I received his last text of the night, Come to mine for coffee tomorrow. I have the day off work. Do you know those apartments on Brays avenue? I'm in there, floor 3, flat 6. Goodnight.

I left my house looking elegant the following morning, the apartments were only a short walk away. I stood outside staring up at the third floor for ten minutes before I made the effort to ring the buzzer. A raspy voice buzzed through the speaker, "Prue?" it asked.

I held down the talk button. "Hey, let me in!"

The door clicked open and I closed it behind me. I walked up the stairs, my hand grasped tightly around the banister. As I got to the third floor, I heard a door open. I looked up and saw Rax smiling in the door way, leaning on the door frame. I took a long deep breath before I walked over to him. He moved out of the way and beckoned me inside. Rax closed the door behind me and took my coat. My heart fluttered as I felt his hand brush my back. I slipped off my shoes and walked into his living room.
I was taken by surprise at how beautiful his flat was. His windows looked out onto acres of green and forest, a plasma screen television was hanging on the wall facing a three seated cream leather sofa. The kitchen and dining area was up the other end of the room, his fridge had two doors and the marble counters were connected to the wall.

On the wall in front of me hung a picture of a beautiful little blonde girl and boy.

"Is that Lily and Harry?" I turned to ask.

He came and stood next to me, facing the photo and smiling. "Yes, ha! Harry is in year 5 now, Lily is in year 2. Harry wants to be Spiderman, Lily wants to be a fairy." I heard him laugh.

I smiled at how highly he spoke of them. "I can't help but notice that there is no Marianne?"

He sighed. "I forgot how forward you were Prudence. We got divorced last year. She was fed up with my art but I wasn't going to give up, I live for art." He sounded sad.

"I'm… I'm sorry I asked." I whispered.

He laughed. "No, no, don't you worry Prue!"

"You shouldn't give up something you're passionate towards, not for anybody." I said.

"I know." He turned and smiled at me. I smiled back, my cheeks burning. There was intense silence for a moment as we looked intently into each other's eyes. He was the one who broke the silence. "Tea? Coffee? Juice?" He asked, wandering over to the kitchen. I shuffled a bit closer and answered "Tea, no sugar. Thanks."

We sat down next to one another on his leather sofas keeping a little distance. I could hear quiet, nervous laughs escaping from his mouth, ones similar to what I was trying to hide.

"What?" I turned and asked, taking a sip of my tea.

"It's amazing seeing you after all these years when I was thinking of you only two or three days ago! And how much you've grown up!" He said.

"How did you even recognise me?" I asked.

"How could I forget you?"

"I was just a student with a little crush on you. I was gone after a few months and we never saw each other. You had Marianne and Harry and Lily…" I whispered, my voice trailing off. It hurt to think of the last day we saw each other, how it had broken my heart and how I was still madly in love with him, even after 4 years.

I felt his hand rubbing my arm to comfort me. "I told you I could never forget you." His voice was quiet now, his eyes looking into mine. We were silent for a few moments, unspoken words floating in the air around us. Again, he was the one to break it.

"You're beautiful." He said, stroking the hair that had fallen in front of my eyes.

I felt my cheeks burn and my heart beat faster. I lifted my head to look at him, he leaned in closer. I could smell his aftershave and his fabric softener so I closed my eyes and inhaled deeply, leaning in closer until our foreheads were touching.

"I thought about you every day. I dream about you every night." My voice was quiet, maybe a little too quiet, I hoped he heard me.

"There hasn't been one day where you haven't been on my mind Prue. It drove me insane not seeing you around Wentworth. Not seeing you at all." He replied, I felt his warm breathe on my cheek.

I opened my eyes and looked at him, his eyes were closed and his face was relaxed. He was smiling. I wanted to kiss him, wanted to badly but I had to rush home, Mum needed me to sort out cash for the shop. Rax opened his eyes as I began to pull away.

"I need to go home." I said, slipping on my shoes and grabbing my jacket. "I'm sorry. Can we see each other again? I'm going to art school on Friday."

"Of course." He answered, smiling at me. "I'll drop you a text." He opened the door to let me out. "Goodbye Prue."

"Goodbye Rax." I tiptoed and kissed his cheek before rushing down the stairs and towards home.

It took me longer than usual to cash up the shop because all I could think of Rax. Mum didn't ask many questions, just the normal how was he and what was he up to now a days. This answered Grace's questions too so it was a surprisingly quiet evening.

Rax had planned a dinner date for us tomorrow. He was cooking! I headed to bed early, eager to get enough beauty sleep.
That night I lay in bed, eyes closed, dreaming of Rax.

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