Daniella's POV:
I was running. From what I don't know. I liked the feeling free running gave me. My hair and my dress flowing in the wind. But I knew I was lost and I needed to stop. I stopped, fixed my dress, and crouched. I sat there and daydreamed.
Thomas's POV:
I was walking in the forest trying to get away from the town I lived in, sighing I find a tree and sit down against it.
Daniella's POV:
I hear something and opened my eyes and that's when I saw him. He was so handsome. He looked like townsfolk and I know I couldn't talk to them. But he seemed so friendly. So nice.
Thomas's POV:
I yawned quietly and opened up my bag, looking into it; I pulled out a book and slowly opened it to the page I was at.
Daniella's POV:
What was that book? I feel like I've see it before. I wanted to approach him. But I couldn't communicate. Maybe I could get him to notice me. I stepped a couple of feet to the left hoping to break some twigs.
Thomas's POV:
I continued to read my book, turning the pages every so often, I smiled sometimes at the book I read.
Daniella's POV:
I stepped a couple of feet to the right. I broke more twigs. He's smiling at the book. I wish I could see what he was reading.
Thomas's POV:
I looked up from my book slowly. Looking around – Who's there?
Daniella's POV:
I think he heard me. Now if I could just get him too look.
