Blank. That's all Romans mind ever was...completely blank. It had always been an abyss. Everything he had dealt with or seen in his life was sucked into his brain by his eyes and ears and then decoded into absolutely nothing. His fathers death and his mothers odd ways of affection that always made him feel some sort of uncomfortable. But feeling was something that was very rare to him. Love, caring, even liking someone were things that were very hard for him to do. He didn't care for detail in life. Just drugs, sex, money, and forget his name. However, all this being sad...today was different. Today Roman paid attention to detail and the emotional turmoil that followed was far beyond anything he had ever experienced before.

She was a mouse, little in both height and weight and a calm silence always surrounded never stood tall with an overwhelming confidence, she prefered to sing into an invisible presence.

"Denver, is it?" Her round doe eyes snapped up to meet a crooked smile. One that belonged to a boy that she knew had made his way through almost every girl in school. She nodded breaking her glance away from his face and pulling on the messenger back that was slung over her shoulder. She turned to quietly walk away but his arm quickly snapped to block her in against the wall. "C'mon now no need to be rude. I'm just trying to get to know you a little."

Her head was tilted down while her eyes snapped up to meet his, "I'm not interested. Sorry."

His eyes narrowed as his other arm moved towards the skirt she was wearing. "Well," She took a deep breath, closing her eyes and silently praying that his fingers weren't trailing where she thought they were "I beg to differ."

"Is this how you get off?" A voice broke the short lived, half-ass conversation. While Denvers eyes stayed averted to the floor, the jock in front of her quickly took a step back and straightened up. "Kind of pathetic."

Roman had seen this many times. A jock cornering a mousy little girl, one that was so easily persuaded to test the boundaries of innocence. Though he usually just walked past when seeing this situation seeing the large doe eyes of the girl cornered against the wall clicked in his brain.

The jock shuffled away from Denver and Roman without saying a word, running out of the school's front doors just as the bell for the end of that day rang. Denver took a deep breath and glanced over at Roman. "Thanks." She'd said before walking the same path the jock had before her. Roman watched her walk away. She reminded him of Shelley in a way, She preferred to be invisible though it was nearly impossible being how attractive she was.

Roman turned and stared at the placed she had just been standing and his eyebrows furrowed until they nearly met. What just happened? He bounced back and shook off any thoughts and returned to his usual blake state of mind. He walked out of the school quickly and almost rolling his eyes at how many panties nearly dropped as soon as the girls got a glance of him. Sure all the girls knew he was completely insane but they also knew he was completely out of this world, jaw dropping, fuckable and he sure was nice to stare at in a boring class. He got in his car and started it, quickly pulling out of the parking lot and heading home. He could already see that head of long, curly hair in the distance. He brought his thumb up to his mouth and chewed it, shaking his head as he drove right by her. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. FUUUUCK. His mind was screaming as soon as he hit the reverse and backed up to where he was slowly driving alongside her.

"Denver." He said simply, staring over at her. "Like colorado right?" She walked slowly looking at him with a curious glint in her had driven this same road after school just as she had walked in and now for some reason he wanted to give her a ride. Though she didn't know much about sex, she did know that Roman Godfrey like it. A lot. She was sure a car ride wasn't the only kind of ride he wanted to give her. "Get in."

"No thanks." She said lightly and after 17 years of living right beside this girl Roman realized this was the first time he had ever heard her voice. The soft and smooth flow of it seemed to fit so well with the way she looked and as much as he didn't want to admit it. Her voice really, kind sorta, definitely turned him on. "I'm fine."

"C'mon." He quirked his mouth, his face expressionless as her eyes met his and she stopped walking, Turning a little towards his car. "You live right beside me."

"Im not like those other girls that are in your car all the time." He let out a shocked laugh. This little mouse just burned him. A normal person would have been slightly offended by such a judgemental assumption. However, Roman wasn't normal. Everyone know his daily routine in the front seat of his car and it wasn't a dance he did by himself or with the same partner every time.

"Denver I'm not trying to fuck you in my car." For a second he regretted saying her name and the f-word in the same sentence. "Just helping thy neighbor."

He smiled at her and he knew he had gotten her as soon as her lips pressed together into a thin line. "No funny business?"

She made a stern face as she stared at him with one hand on the door handle. He put a cigarette in his mouth and a hand on his chest like he was giving an oath. "You have my word."