I was walking. Again. It was late, probably three or something close to it. I could hear the crunch of snow beneath my feet. The icy wind blew at my face. I was going to have to turn around soon. I hated it there.Back home. All of my family with their "soulmates". It was getting annoying. Everyone imprinted but me. Don't worry Shane you'll imprint soon. You'll be happy. Like us. I looked up. Dammit! Where was I? Of corse I didn't bring my cell phone.I didn't really want to talk to anyone.

I pulled my hood farther over my head. God I was hot. This stupid jacket was so thick. But I think some people would be a little weirded out if the saw some huge kid walking around in only a T- shirt in -5 degree weather.Then again I would probably get looks anyway. I was 6'4 last time i was measured. I'm pretty built,too, at least for a sixteen year old.

I turned around, walking back the way i had come. Then I saw her. She was standing in her yard. Dancing around , trying to catch snowflakes on her tongue. Normally I would have thought that was the most idiotic thing in the world, but she looked so beautiful. Her hair blowing around her face. Her amazing brown eyes staring at me. I couldn't breathe. She walked slowly out to me. Standing in front of me in the street.I attempted to talk. To say something to her, and not to look like a complete idiot.

"I've been waiting for you," she said.

"What?" I managed to choke out. Wow. Real smooth Shane.

She smiled at me. I think my heart actually skipped a beat. She was so beautiful. Angelic almost. Her hair was blowing in front of her face. I wanted to reach out and move it, but I didn't want to freak her out. She didn't even know me. I felt another gust of wind blow. I wanted to pull her into me,to protect he from anything, everything. I was pulled back into reality by her voice.

"I saw you walking," she explained," I figured you were lost or something. Do you need a phone?"

"Uhh..yea. Phone...yea," I muttered.

She gave me a weird look, but kept walking. I kind of just watched her.

"Are you coming?" She yelled to me.

"Huh?" I stuttered.

"You. Phone. Inside" She was smiling.

"Yea, sorry. I'm coming."


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