The Stolen Kiss.

Two.

Weeks later Jolie was about to leave work. She locks the back door and starts wakling down the alley.
"Autumn?" Jolie asked. Autumn was sitting against the brick wall with mascara running down her cheeks.
Autumn started to frantically wipe her face and stood up quickly.
"You don't have to be embarrassed." Jolie started to wipe Autumn's face.
"I feel like an idiot." Autumn lightly laughed.
"We haven't officially met. My name's Jolie." Jolie stuck her hand out.
They shook hands and nervously laughed.
"Wanna get out of here?" Jolie asked.
"Yeah, please."
Jolie took her hand and showed her a whole new world.