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As luck would have it, Aubree turned her back to the door almost as soon as James came in, to order another bottle of hard apple cider. If she had thought about it, she would've realized that her outfit wasn't going to make it easy for James to spot her. Since they had talked about bowling and playing eight ball, she had dressed very casually: loose black jeans, an old, plain, slightly oversized gray T-shirt, and her hair tucked under a baseball cap with a picture of Marvin the Martian on it. Nothing fancy, but after all, this wasn't a date, she thought to herself. Just a couple of old friends getting to know each other again.

Aubree took a swig from her bottle, looked around, but still didn't spot James in the crowd. I'll give him another five minutes and then text him, she thought.
 
James stopped looking for Aubree he figured she wasn’t there and went to go examine the pool tables making sure they weren’t complete crap. After a minute of scrutinizing the tables James decided to go to the juke box and picked a couple of songs (Black Label Fire it up and Society’s and Ozzy’s crazy train). James made sure that the juke box wasn’t blaring loud and began to rack the balls. He figured Aubree would try to contact him if she couldn’t find him so he kept his phone on the table near him as he played. James hoped nothing happened to her on the way here. “Surely she would call or text or something to let him know something” James thought to himself. James didn’t want to keep texting her without a response back it might start to look weird if he did but if he didn’t it might look bad on his part. So James decided to give her a few more minutes then he would get ahold of Aubree to see what was going on with her. He finishes racking the balls and breaks them the best break he has had in a while almost every pocket had easy shots. James sees the opportunity to jump the cue ball and pocket the yellow striped 9 ball he lines the shot up and positions his cue to get a higher jump.
 
Aubree sighed, still not seeing James. She took off her cap, shook out her hair, and grabbed her phone from her purse, and typed in a text to James.

U here yet? Sitting at the bar
 
As soon as James hit the ball he got a text. He looked at his phone it was from Aubree
He said to his self "at the bar but I didn't see you". He replied I'm at the pool tables I'll be right there. James started towards the bar.
 
As soon as Aubree spotted James, she waved her cap at him.

"Nice place," Aubree said, as she walked up to James. "A little busy, but that's cool. So are we --- ah, shit, it's the ex," Aubree said, looking toward the doorway. Brad Jackson and a couple of guys walked into the place.
 
James Turned around to see if Brad was here or not .James thought to his self “I hope Brad doesn’t start stuff with Aubree and I”. James hoped that Aubree would be ok with staying but he would understand if she wanted to leave. James thought maybe if she wants to leave we can hang out at my place or hers if it was ok with her. James asked Aubree do you want to stay or leave it’s up to you I’d understand.
 
Brad looked over in Aubree's direction, gave Aubree a curt nod, then moved on.

"I think it'll be okay," Aubree decided. "So, pool or bowling?"
 
James shuttered when Aubree mentioned bowling. James told Aubree “I’ll stick with pool, every time I bowl I get my fingers stuck in the holes in the ball and end up making my fingers hurt by the time I’m done sorry if you had your heart set on bowling”. James said with a grin “maybe if you let me see you again I’ll take you bowling”. James hoped that Aubree would find it funny and not weird. He asked her “do you want anything to drink I’ll buy you any drink you want”?
 
"I'm a big fan of apple cider, as long as it's from Vermont, and not California," Aubree answered, as she walked over to the rack of pool sticks. "Somewhere in storage I have a custom two piece stick," she said, as she tested the weight of different sticks before choosing one. "One of those things you get as a gift from a relative you never see but once a decade. So, you want to break, or should I?"
 
James wanted to be the one to break first but didn’t want to look bad his mother did teach him some manners so James answered with “Ladies first and I’ll go get you a drink”. He hoped that his choice wouldn’t come back to bite him seeing how she had a custom stick. James figured that if he get too far behind he will have to show her his A game even though they are playing for fun and not money. James asked if Aubree had a specific brand she drank that was from Vermont or did it matter as long as I was form Vermont.
 
"Anything from Vermont is fine," Aubree replied, as she racked the balls, then set the cue ball on the table. Her forceful break sent balls going across the table, sinking one solid. From there, she proceeded to run the table, even "jumping a ball" to put one of her own in a side pocket. She called the eight in a corner pocket, and made the shot.

"Beginner's luck," she grinned, leaning against the table.
 
James came back from the bar in time to see Aubree run the table out on him. He gave her a look of yea beginners luck. James looks at Aubree and states jokingly “let me show you how to run a table the proper way” while handing her a drink. James racks the balls then sets the cue ball as far back as he can. James’s break was forceful enough to make the cue ball bounce after hitting the one ball. James makes in the 12 and 5 balls. After the balls stop moving James chose stripes because they had more easy shots. James mad all of his easy shots and prepared to put some Old English. James makes all the rest either by banking off the rails or curving the cue ball around the solids to make his in. James looks up at Aubree with a grin on his face and calls the 8 ball in the pocket next to him. James takes aim in the opposite direction .He hits the ball putting enough spin on it to make it go in reverse. James lifts his cue so that the cue ball won’t hit it. The cue ball hits the eight ball seeing this James thinks to his self “the eight ball might not make it in that wasn’t enough force”. The eight ball barely creeps in the pocket James looks up at Aubree and grins at her.

You want to keep playing or do you want to go do something else?
 
"I say we keep playing billiards, since your poor little fingers are too delicate for bowling," Aubree laughed. In the distance, her ex husband laughed loudly at something someone beside him had just said.
 
“It’s not that my fingers are delicate or little “James says while holding his hand up so Aubree can see them “it’s the fact they are bigger than normal the last time, I had my ring finger sized it was size 13, they tend to get stuck in the holes in the ball”.

“Anyway it’s your rack, not to get to personal when did you get braces I don’t remember you having them “James asks Aubree hoping she won’t get mad and leave. “Maybe after a few more racks we can head to my place” James thinks to his self. He hopes he didn’t leave helper out seeing how every girl James brought over never talked to him after seeing it. James stood there waiting for Aubree to rack he hoped she wouldn’t run the rack again.
 
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