[ CW ] `` A flash of light , a puff of smoke , and she was gone . ''

I think it was Friday, probably Friday, when i went out for a couple of drinks with an old friend.We know each other for about 15 years.The thing on which we agree the most are our favorite topics, girls and relationships.So after a couple of hours of drinking and discussing women we decided to go to the courtyard of our high school where we would meet the rest of our old gang.Whenever we would go out, there was n't a girl in sight that we could n't spot and make a quick presumption, the truth of them grew as we grew up.She is: cute; looks like a bitch; evade the ex coming from your right; a girl one could only wish to marry; big boobs; We were the best reconnaissance team a wingman could wish for.As we were walking on the sidewalk beside a boulevard, we had to pass a group of clubs.Those were like the `` jordy shore'' clubs, no one you would like to hang out with would be there. 
 
 `` I just hope they tear them down in the near future, this is an embarrassment to the whole city.'' i took a pack of cigars out of my pocket and lit one up `` For fucks sake'' 
 
 
 `` The clubs look awful.The music is... can you call this music? Look at this asshole, he is in all white from top to bottom and his Mohawk is just fantastic.'' 
 
 
 `` Look at the girl he is waiting for'' 
 
 
 How could i describe her to you? A short girl with heels half her height which are made of snake skin with leopard stripes.Dress so short her vagina is getting a cold.Enough make-up to paint a Van Gogh.Her hair is fake and stretches all the way to her waist.She called him `` my white prince'' and he proceeded to spin her around with her legs around his back. 
 
 
 `` I... I..I... Lets just hurry and pass this monstrosity of a street.And do n't you dare stop at that shop in the middle of them all to buy another pack of yours'' 
 
 
 `` Do n't worry i won't.I've already bought one back in the pub.There is maybe one more shop near by where i buy cigs this late.Look at the crowd in front of it.'' 
 
 
 `` Hey i just got a text, should i tell them we will be there in ten?'' 
 
 
 `` Sure'' 
 
 
 As he was typing the message we walked past the shop.I turned to my right only to have my time stopped.As people crammed to get in a single girl was coming out in the middle of them all, it was like she had an invisible shield and no one was near 2 feat of her despite the crowd.It seemed as lower life forms of people around her were going in to die, and she, an angle was coming out at the same time.Whatever i write, now or in ten years would not do the justice to her red hair.She looked like a person to who i could n't say `` no'' even if the question was `` Do you want to die''.As i took a smoke our eyes met.And guess what? She smiled.She fucking smiled.As she continued to walk forward i started turning and walking backwards besides my friend, who was typing the text, so i would n't break eye contact.I was hypnotized.This lasted until she got to the black BMW with tinted windows beside the road and as she was going in her eyes looked at me one last time with a flash of light. 
 
 
 `` Did you see her?'' 
 
 
 `` Who?'' He stopped and looked around, only to see my eyes following 
 the car. 
 
 
 `` I saw an angel'' 
 
 
 `` Where? Here'' 
 
 
 `` She was just here a second go, she got in that BMW.'' 
 
 
 `` Do n't worry you will find her somehow.This is after all a small town'' 
 
 
 I asked a couple of friends that night and the day tomorrow 
 i got a reply. 
 
 
 `` I do n't know who you saw, but you are not the only one.About five more guys are asking around about a red haired woman they saw last night.No one knows who she is.Maybe she was just passing by. 
 
 
 And to this day, from time to i remember the girl that is n't mine. 
 
 
 Based on true story. 
 

