Chapter 1: The Garden
NICOLE P.O.V.
She felt as though she was in one of her many dreams. Why the hell was he walking over? Oh my god. He was coming right to her.
"Hey Nicole, could you bring in that book for me tomorrow?"
God. He was so hot. I hate him….take that back….I love him.
"Uh...sure"
"Thanks, you're a great friend,"
Friend? Friend? I didn't want to be his friend. She thought to herself as he walked away. Man, look at that ass….Oh my god, shut up, shut up!
Nicole had wanted only one thing since she moved to London two months ago. Tristan. He was the type of guy with a very unique voice and funny personality. To her, he was beautiful. Especially his hands. But he wasn't for her. With his popularity and many friends, he only talked to her in class. She wished that once, just once, the guy she liked would look past the labels and see the true person.
Brrrriiiinnnngggg!!!!!
Joy! Time to walk all the way home in the rain, alone, again. Nicole walked to her locker and grabbed her coat. As she stepped outside, she pulled up the hood to her black jacket.
Nicole had always loved the rain. The feel of the cool drops on her face, the fresh smell of it. She loved to dance around in the rain. The one time she felt at ease, and happy. She needed happy right about now. She didn't have a lot of friends in London and her foster parents were out every night enjoying themselves. But she didn't mind being alone, much. When you're alone no one can hurt you. But Nicole was a hopelessly romantic person. She dreamed of finding love. The greatest thing you'll ever learn is to love, and be loved in return. Her favourite quote, she heard it in a movie once and lived by it since then.
A little while later, Nicole was lost…again. Man, why does this always happen to me? Where the hell am I? For the few months Nicole lived in London she got lost at least twice a week. She could spend hours walking through the streets of London trying to find her house. Today was no different. Nicole rounded another corner of yet another street she didn't know. She stopped dead. What's this?? It looked some kind of park thing. She looked to the left…Kensington Gardens the sign said. Cool. Nicole thought, let's check it out. The park was empty because it was raining. But it was beautiful. Nicole wandered around for who knows how long, deciding in her mind that this is her favourite part of London, and she would definitely visit again. When she came to a little clearing she stopped to admire the statue in the middle. Wow... it's beautiful. Standing before Nicole was a statue of a young boy. He was standing there with an amazing smile on his face, considering he's a statue and he had this weird flute thing in his hand. Oh my god…it can't be. Here standing before her was the character of her favourite story. Peter Pan.
All of a sudden the rain began to pour, and lighting flashed. Uh oh, I better get home… wherever that is. As she ran away from Peter, promising to come back again she was completely unaware of someone watching her with his beautiful blue eyes.