"A picture is made up of a thousand words." The exhibit's sign quoted as Eire Roberts entered the glass doors with ease and familiarity. There were thousands of paintings to see, to feel, to understand, all of it hung on white painted walls a few feet apart. She let herself relax as the stillness and wonder of the exhibits charged through her. She stayed there for 3 hours drinking in everything she could learn. It was a Thursday nut it would be fine with her parents as if, she thought, they would really care. She sighed and distracted herself with the work of a new painter. It was a simple painting of the sunset settling lower and lower while on the other side was the moon rising and starting to glow. The middle splashed by orange and blue, intermingling.

With a heavy heart she left, looking at the painting one last time before she stepped out to the city and into modern chaos. She winced when the chaotic sounds threatened to overwhelm her. She breathed deeply before tuning it all out. She walked briskly, unafraid of the darkness sweeping its way into the crowd.

She thought and wondered, indulging herself to her fantasies until she left her body to take over as her unchained mind drifted. Conscious, unconscious, seeing yet unseeing, almost acting like a sleepwalker. She stopped and dodged the other pedestrians, her physical memory used to taking the reins as her mind plunges into her silent world.

She walked for home but suddenly found her hands grasping the handle of a fast food chain. Hmmm… Hungry, she grinned. Her stomach had led her way this time. She pushed open the glass door and she was invaded by a myriad of scents and sounds. She ordered a cheeseburger, sundae and regular coke. She sat at an isolated but still comfortable table at a corner. She ate slowly, savoring a bit of peace even though it was a bit noisy. She heard a soft whoosh and felt warm air brush her arm and face. Absently, she looked up to see who came in and was surprised that she knew who it was.

The boy scanned the area to pick his table and was shocked to see a pair of familiar blue-green eyes staring at him. Forgetting about his hunger, (not that he really ate food but he liked dropping by at times) he grinned and walked to the girl with a rolling gait. He slid to the sit across her, propped one foot on his knee and regarded the black-haired girl who didn't even bat an eyelash but continued to chew off her burger, interesting as always."Hello Eire," he greeted "funny seeing you here." She looked at him blankly for a few seconds then muttered a small 'hello'. "Awww… Don't be so cold." He pouted.

He was Leo Mason. They've been classmates in 2nd year middle school until her 1st year high school; A popular hottie with girls following his wake. He was average built but looked strong for his size. He was tanned with short chestnut hair and piercing blue eyes. His face was sharp and hawkish but his cute smile tended to soften it. He was guy that every girl loved; handsome yet approachable, playful but, sometimes, meltingly serious.

She was Eire Roberts, a silent unmoving girl, her lovely blue eyes unfortunately hidden by her long black bangs and shoulder length hair. Her lips pink and full, contrary to her heart shaped cream face. A neutral force in school clique wars, she was either the popular or unpopular friend or, at times, neither. She looked back at him, unsure. Leo was a friend or, at least, as close as a friend could be. Even she didn't understand why he talked to her so familiarly.

"Where have you been?" he asked, interested on what kind of expressions he would see. "The exhibit downtown," Eire replied finishing her burger and sipping some coke before moving on to her sundae.". "Come to think of it. You weren't drawing in Geometry earlier." He frowned as someone who always looked forward to her sketches "Why is that?" "Your friends ripped my sketchpad during Lit." she replied nonchantly. He scowled, making Eire permit herself a small smile. "You smiled!" Leo gasped "Do it again!"

"No"

"Awww"

There was another whoosh and Eire looked back at the door while Leo continued to stare at her. Her mouth became grim and her hand twitched as she clutched the plastic cup of sundae. He looked up and his scowl appeared again. It was Trish Hales, his so-called "girlfriend". He didn't really like her, for all he knew she was damn annoying and for him that was something he hadn't felt for centuries. The blond girl looked around, scowled at Eire and smiled at him. She walked to him, deliberately pushed his foot of his knee and sat on his lap.

"Honey," Trish looped her arms around his neck "You shouldn't talk to street people." She eyed Eire's flower-print dress and ragged jeans. "Oh, it's Eire!" she gasped in feign surprise "I didn't notice it was you!" She was blond with plain black eyes, long straight nose with red lipstick smeared on her mouth. Unlike Eire or Leo who dressed somewhat plainly, she was wearing a tight pink top, short shorts and black stilettos.

Eire glared at her, remembering how Trish ripped her half-full sketchpad. The emotion of losing those irreplaceable drawings whirled inside her. "Hello bitch"she replied icily, her tone low but stinging. Trish winced at her gaze but smiled slyly. "Eire dear, you're still angry about earlier?" she cooed "That thing was just full of rubbish you know." "Trish, stop it" Leo growled. Trish stared back at him growing pale but Leo heard a small crack to be concerned. He looked for the source of the sound and saw that Eire was holding the empty cup of sundae which was cracking and crumpling inside her fist. Left over fudge trickled on her palm and he smelled it. He smelled it first rather than saw. Eire's fragrant blood oozed down together with the chocolate.

"Eire!" he gasped, his nose flaring as her scent filled the place. He pushed Trish off his lap and stood beside a startled Eire in one swift movement. He took her hand and swore when he saw a part of the plastic embedded in her palm. Her hand flinched when he removed it, got his handkerchief and, gently, started cleaning her palm. Trish's hand suddenly swatted Eire's hand away making her gasp in surprise. "I said, stop it!" Leo gave Trish an angry shove, making her collide on one of the nearby tables. People were looking at them now. He looked back to see Eire but she was gone.

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