CHAPTER TWO: MEETING PART DOUS
It had been a whole week since that fateful event on the subway where my hair went ablaze and I met the love of my life. Of course, he didn't know he was the love of my life yet, but I knew, so that's what really counts. I had ridden the subway at the same time everyday since then, hoping to catch a glimpse of my soul mate. It was all to no avail though, as his beautiful scowling face did not reappear.
I sulkily walked down the subway steps, remembering his strong arms and fingers as that patted out the fire on my head. So strong, so in control. I shivered. As I was waiting on the subway platform, I felt an electric shock go through my veins. I twitched, and people stared. I smiled sheepishly, but it came out more as a pedophilic smile. That just made people stare more. A blush crept up my cheeks.
I couldn't seem to do anything right. People just stared anyway. I was different, I always had been. When I was a child, the other kids would throw buckets at my head. Maybe it was because I was quiet and looked like I had seen a ghost. My eyebrows were in a constant state of being raised farther up my forehead than is normal. I just had to get used to it. Also, I always looked scared, even when I wasn't! it was just something wrong with my brain, because I knew I wasn't scared, but I couldn't seem to convey that to other people, I always came across as being terrified. It made my life hard.
A gush of cold air made my mousy brown hair smack against my face. I stumbled into the wall. I looked around to try to find the source of this mysterious breeze. TEDWARD. He was standing farther down the platform. He was staring at me again, with the same hatred in his eyes. But now it seemed like it was something more, more than just hatred. Was it love? It couldn't be! That would be too good to be true.
I smiled, and the people around me cringed at my ghoulish appearance, but Tedward was not deterred. He began to saunter towards me. When he was a comfortable distance away, he stopped. The closer he got to me, the stiffer his body seemed to become. I wondered why. Was there something wrong with me? Duh, of course there was. Half my hair was burned off.
"Hello" Tedward's smooth silky voice filled my empty brain. "Your head looks better," he smirked.
"Uh mlmmlless" I muttered, trying to form coherent words. I shook my head and tried again, "Yeah, I guess. Thanks again by the way." I moved closer, and he suddenly looked panicked.
"Yes, well. I must go." He said coldly and started to turn away.
I suddenly became irrationally angry at his cool tone. They had shared a moment, and now he was turning his back on her! "You know Tedward, you could've just left me there to burn! You didn't need to put it out if you feel like this."
Tedward twitched, like he had just been shot. "That is not true. But I am sorry you feel that way, I do not wish to make you upset." He didn't turn around, but his words were filled with sorrow. Once he was done, he walked away leaving me alone on the subway platform.
