Chapter 1
Life can be a real pain huh. From the moment we realized that everything can and will go to hell we have been searching for a way out of this horrid thing called life. Even Genie had strived to wonder what it would be like if her life would've have been - different. From her dank little school, to her meager apartment, even to when she was sitting in the car with her evil step mother, Brenda. What she wouldn't have given to just leave it all behind for something new, something different, but she had forgotten one thing. She had forgotten the age old saying, "Be careful what you wish for".
It's been five days since her past had become nothing but a blur in her mind and the life that she had been so willing to getting rid of was slowly starting to look more and more like a wonderful dream. From the moment she had woken up in her strange new surroundings ,that were shrouded in thick shrubbery and haunted by the ghostly moans of those things hidden in the shadows , to this exact moment in time she had gone through nothing but pure hell. Wondering in the woods for days without food or water, having the only clothes she possessed torn and dirtied, to now sharing this moldy cave with some kid she'd never even seen before, which is no surprise to her since she had no idea where or how the heck she had even arrived there. Christ, what she wouldn't do for hot shower and Big Mac right now. But back to her current situation, which involved the strange person sitting in front of her. From the looks of it he looks around her age, tall, skinny, red hair, pale skin, and the most beautiful set of green eyes she had ever seen on a boy. And much like herself, he looks like he has been through hell.
"So?", asked the boy.
" So what ?", Genie said looking as air-headed as ever as she finally realized that she had been zoning out the entire time this stranger had been trying to talk to her.
" I asked what your name is. You know… since it looks like we're gonna be here for a while", he turns and points toward the cave opening where the sky was churning a sickening shade of gray and the rain poured with sign of ceasing anytime soon, " or at least until the storm lets up." He then turned back around to look her in the eyes. She takes this opportunity to note some of the smaller features on his person, like the small scar across his left eyebrow and cut he has running down the side of his neck. His clothes looked even more battered then hers. His navy blue shirt was torn at both sleeves, and his jeans looked as though they had been mauled by a rabid Chihuahua. Poor guy, he looked like he'd had it worse then she did.
"Oh sorry. My name is Genie, Genie Baptiste. And yeah, by the looks of that storm we're gonna be here for awhile." She turns to look at the small fire that he had started sometime ago. Wow, if this isn't one of the most bizarre situations ever, she thought to herself. "So, you got my name I think its only fair that I get yours in return."
" Nico Montague," and with that he stuck out his hand and uttered the only kind words Genie had received since she got into this mess. " Nice to meet you."