Prologue, Outgoing Girl and Loner Boy….
There's this silhouette that follows me around everywhere. I can see nothing but his hawk like eyes surveying every move I make. It's sort of creepy, being in your 1st Year of College and someone falling in love with you (Or maybe not). My childhood friend, Drew has been acting weird around me lately. Roses have been dropped off in my dorm and there is the faint smell of cologne, rose scented. I always have known Drew to be a showoffy, cool headed guy. Now he seems to explode every second. Acting like he's trying to hide something… Well, enough on that. Let me tell you about the figure that's been following me around. He seems to be about 6'5, with no muscle, sapphire blue eyes that are agonized and tortured in some way, and even bathed in shadows; you can see the grin on his face. People say that my description matches the loner, multibillionaire college student that started attending this school the same year that I did. He's a computer expert, he never attends his classes, and he just does them via websites. But why is he in college when he could sit in his penthouse doing them? His mind outrivaled a college student. But his name, I did not know.
*Ring! Ring!* Oh! Incoming text. I think it's from Drew…. Text reads: *Come to the library if you value your life.* the sender was not using L33T talk; they were using regular, English terms, like a dictionary. *Why?* I texted back hastily. *Because I said so, and I think you don't know me, but I know you.* They replied. Why did it take me so long to realize it was a THREAT! I don't know. Drew calls me an airhead, I think that's why. But I'm not completely stupid; I am very smart, actually. Before going to the library, I talked about it to my dorm mates… "Look at this text, guys!" I exclaimed. Dawn walked up to me and looked at the screen. "Awesome! Can we go shopping tomorrow?" She asked, not being the least bit scared. Dawn was focused on clothes and looks, that's why she appeared sort of dumb. The rest of the girls gasped. "I suggest you bring a bat and clobber them REAL hard." Misty said. "I don't know what to do." Lyra stated. I sighed. "Well, I'm going to go over there, I'm curious and just want to see what this is, but I'm scared…" I began shaking at the last sentence, and negotiated a little more with my friends. I would go at 10:00, bring a bat, and be careful; I didn't know what was out there.
Dusk scattered itself across the sky as I stumbled up to the library. Suddenly, my friend, Drew, walked out of the library. Upon seeing me, he had a surprised look on his face. "Hey, May. I'm sorry; I had no time to text you today. Math was REAL hard, buttercup." I HATED when he used that name. "I'm here for something else." I stated to him, looking him straight in his green emerald eyes. I showed him the text. His face curled into an expression whence one would gasp, but he didn't. He thought he was COOL. "Well, I was supposed to see Ash at my dorm today to talk about something 'special', but this looks interesting! I'll hang out behind that bush and watch, okay?" He asked a grin on his face. He wants to stick around but never to help. Typical Drew. "Okay, Andrew!" I said to him as I waved goodbye. His face went red, his eyes began to glare, but he said nothing. He hated his full name, He preferred Drew. 'It's cooler.' I remember him saying. But he deserved it after calling me buttercup. UGH! Suddenly, something peered out from behind a tree. It looked down to where Drew was, knowing he was there. It nodded and began to walk up to me. Suddenly its mouth began to move! It was talking to me! Or rather, he. He was…beautiful. I didn't know why, but when looking at him, I was easily entranced. "ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME!" He asked, with a stern look on his face, with clenched fists and bloodshot azure blue eyes. I couldn't even tell when he was talking. "N….No." I stated coyly. "Well, it took you all day to get here, you twerp. I wanted to invite you out, so I stalked you. Now I know EVERYTHING." He said with a devilish look on his face. I didn't know what to say. "D…Do you want to be friends?" I stammered and asked him. He defiantly shook his head. "No, with someone as headstrong as me, you don't need, nor deserve friends, but…You can do something else for me." I still had no clue what was going down.
"What's your name?" I asked him. Words struggled to get out of my mouth. He was an imposing figure. He made me tremble in my shoes. "Because I don't give DOGS my name." He stated. Anger flowed through all of the pores of my body, and love was soon replaced by hate. "YOU DID NOT JUST CALL ME A DOG! WHY ARE YOU STALKING ME, YOU *SS!" I whacked him really hard with the bat so much that it split in two, like a broken heart. He had fallen on the ground, and a bit of blood oozed in his head where I hit him. I began to worry about his safety, but who would be concerned about a STALKING MONSTER!He easily got up and batted the dirt off of his uniform. "That didn't hurt…. One bit." He stated coldly. He then put a smirk on his face…
