Byanca Brooke was 17 years old and lived on her own apartment, because she was independent enough for that. She could keep her apartment clean and organized, all because she had been trought a lot of problems with her parents in the past. Byanca was beautiful, had her own style, a lot of guys used to fall for her but she never felt for anyone since 14 years old. Her eyes were black so did her hair, her skin was as white as Snow White's skin. But beauty is not everything... Byanca had a troubling past and an ordinary boy couldn't even talk to her for more than 10 minutes.
But John Maine wasn't an ordinary boy.
John was 18 years old, his eyes were green and his hair was light brown. When he was only a baby, his parents left him and since then, his only family was his dog, Gold. He used to travel all around the world, searching for adventures and something to do in life. Never stayed for a long while in a city, unless he had a reason.
And this time, in New York, he would have a reason.
It was winter and it was snowing, but not a lot, people could walk normally on the streets but they couldn't drive. Most of the people would prefer to stay at home. No body would ever think about going to the mall. But Byanca did and John, too. She invited Hugh, her only friend, but he couldn't go because he was with his girlfriend, Ann.
John hated to go shopping, especially clothes. But he had to go. Unfortunately. His dog couldn't go with him so he was completely stressed and sad. He used to be a kind guy but without Gold and at the mall, well, better don't talk to him.
He first bought a coffe and started walking in the mall, he needed clothes and a especially store, with vintage and bands' t-shirts, was his favorite. Byanca needed some shorts and t-shirts and her favorite store was the same as John.
"I want simple clothes, maybe an Iron Maiden t-shirt or Ramones, I don't know" John said to the employer, that was a thin guy with messy hair and tired face. The employers' appearence was another thing that Byanca and John loved because they were not traditional, they were theirselves.
"If you're gonna buy an Iron Maiden shirt, so you have to customize it. Maybe rip it. I did this with mine", Byanca said to John.
"Excuse me?", he replied and his reaction was expected because they didn't know each other. Not yet.
"Should I say 'Oh, I am sorry' and say my name?", she asked ironically.
"I think the 'Oh, I am sorry' part is not necessary. But, at least, can I know your name?"
"No, you can't. But, I can give you some advice to customize your Iron Maiden shirt"
As they were talking, the employer was looking bored. Maybe wondering how he prefered to be at home, sleeping in that cold day.
John decided to buy the Iron Maiden shirt and some jeans. He asked Byanca to have lunch and, believe or not, she accepted.
"Where are we going to have lunch?", Byanca asked.
"I don't know. Maybe Burger King"
"So what are we waiting for? A limousine to take us there?"
"You're so ironic". As John said that, they started walking to Burger King. They ate in silence, but in some way, they understood each other.
"When will meet again?", John asked. He liked Byanca but he didn't know that he was in a big trouble.
"I don't know. Maybe never", she replied, looking far away. John got shocked because most of the girls would mark another meeting, but Byanca didn't.
"You never know what's going to happen. Maybe we'll meet again. Maybe it's our destiny."
"It doesn't exist 'our destiny', dearie. It's me. And it's you. We don't match", she said a little angrily, because she hated boys who tought there was always another meaning. "And, by the way, I don't believe in destiny"