Kim's POV
I slapped Rachel's arm. Not in a playful way.
"Stop looking." I scolded
"Why?" She asked, rubbing her arm.
"Because they look dangerous. And I think I know that one." I said, pointing to the one with brown hair and brown eyes.
"How do you know him?"
"I might not. But if he has a lion on his right arm I do." I glared at his arm, until he turned around to show his right arm. It had a lion on it.
"Ah, crap." I muttered, holding up a napkin to the side of my face.
"Who is he?"
"Zayn. His name is Zayn."
"And how do you know him?"
"We dated."
"When?!" She whisper- shouted.
"In 5th grade."
She scoffed. "Oh, big deal. You dated in the 5th grade." She said sarcastically.
"Well yeah. And once, we held hands."
"Oh the horror! You actually held hands!" She joked, holding her heart playfully.
"Stop. It's true. And I don't want him to come over. That would be bad." I laughed.
"Because he is totally going to remember someone from the fifth grade."
"He might! I remembered him."
"How would you remember how he looks?"
"Well, the day we started dating, he said he was going to get a tattoo of a lion on his right arm. And he actually did."

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