This is the product of some very late night writing. Yeah I'm not the best writer but I try. For now heres just a light chapter to get things rolling. Thanks for reading!

Sitting in class, I hold my chin with my left hand as to give the impression that I am actually interested in what the professor is lecturing. My dark sunglasses are surrounded by my major bed head as they hide my eyes that are watching my paper while my right hand lightly sketches a weeping girl, a rough draft to something I intend to paint later.

I suppose that I could just not care about looking like I'm paying attention and keep my head down, but I like to be sneaky even if I don't need to be.

Makes me feel like a ninja

Or a cat

A cat ninja

Yeaahh

I'm brought out of my dreamland of cats and ninjas when I notice a super cute brunette sitting in the row ahead of me shake her pen and reapply it to her notebook.

Must be out of ink, I think to myself

I simply sit and stare at this girl before finally mentally smacking myself.

Idiot you have like 67 pens in your bag. Give her one!!!

I hastily feel around my bag for a pen. Any moment now she could ask to borrow someone else's pen, or worse someone else could offer her their pen.

I quicken my blind search through what seems like a bottomless bag.

At last I pull out a pen and check to see if she is still in need.

I still have a chance! I mentally squeal. I don't know why I am so excited by this complete stranger but right now I don't really care.

I lean over and lightly tap her on her shoulder.

She turns around to face me and I give my best too-cool-to-really-be-interested look as I lazily hold out the pen.

My too-cool look melts into a stupid grin when she mouths "thanks" as she takes the pen and returns to her note taking.

I'm a little disappointed our fingers didn't touch but that doesn't matter right now because I'm still stuck on the quick view I got of her beautiful face, beautiful brown eyes and gorgeous cheekbones.

I spend the rest of the lecture staring at the back of her head secretly hoping that the pen I gave her would too run out of ink so I could give her another. I reach in my bag and pull out an extra pen just incase.

Class is over now and I get up to pack my things.

I feel a presence over my shoulder as I am bent over collecting my things.

"Ah so you weren't taking notes. That's why you were able to lend me your pen." the girl from before says as she picks up my rough sketch.

"Um yeah I guess I should pay more attention," I say, slightly startled by her.

She smiles slightly and hands me my paper as I stand up to face her.

"It's a beautiful picture"

"Oh it's just a rough draft, nothing too special," I say, trying to act nonchalant.

My stomach growls loudly. I haven't had anything to eat yet.

I try to laugh it off, "I'm starving"

The girl holds out her hand, "I'm Sara"

I smile and shake her hand. A wave of electricity runs between our fingers until I realized my hands are practically dripping with sweat and I pull away.

"Nice to meet you Sara"

"Likewise..um...what's your real name?"

"I'm Tegan"

God I hate introducing myself.

"Kegan?"

Well I guess she is kind of close.

"Tegan with a T "

"Oh, Tegan," she giggles

"A bit unusual but I like it"

"Ha ha thanks"

"Wanna grab a bite to eat? I know your stomach does," she says, poking my stomach.

I smile and nod my head, knowing that something good was in the future for us. Maybe it's the way my hands are all sweaty or maybe it was the way she smiles, but I know it's fate that lead us to meet today.