Sitting on a park bench waiting for the sun to come up so I could go home knowing that there will be another guy at school, another person to give me an evil glare, to taunt me and if not all of the above then to break my heart.
I waited by my car for the bell to ring when it did the classes flooded with tones of hormonal teenagers. I hate the beginning of classes when the talking won't stop, most of the time their either talking about me, complaining about their pathetic lives or the opposite sex but today they were talking about the new kid. It could've killed me.
I was at my locker reading my novel for the 20th time this year when a tall, dark haired and confused guy was being dragged by the arm by the principle, "Elle could you please show Jason around the school today?" the only answer I could possibly say without getting into trouble was, "yes," the distraught principle quickly replied, "all right then I'm sure you will get to know each other instantly," and she limped off to the staff room.
"What's up with her?" his voice sounded like something from a movie, but why was he talking to me, I mean no-one ever talks to me. He probably felt obligated to so I said, "She just got divorced 2 months ago, and she's finding it hard." My voice cracked, I guess I've never had to talk to anybody.
The end of the day came fast, Jason and I actually hit it off, and for him it wouldn't be that hard but for me for once I felt normal and not isolated.
Home was quiet but not unlively, the sound of birds and trees were enough to keep me from going insane and when I'm alone I enjoy it so I guess you can say I love solitude. I couldn't stop thinking about Jason, his voice, his face even his smell. What was wrong with me, my mother had warned me before she died that when we meet a special person we never let go. Also it can be between people not of or kind.
Hoped you enjoyed it and it was only a preview my goal is at least 300 pages, and no I did not copy twilight I actually thought of this 4 years before twilight. I will be posting more pages when I get some comments.