After school, I was supposed to walk home with Zane but apparently he left without me. His personal problems are starting to at over his life. Why can't he just deal with it? Why can't Riley be a man and except the fact that he's gay?

I hate the sounds of Zane crying in his room at night. Wondering if he's done something wrong. I don't understand how he could love someone so self-centered.

Sometimes, I have to get up and leave in the middle of the night to keep myself from crying. To keep myself from bringing back all those painful memories I've tried so many times to forget. Tonight was no different.

I could hear Zane crying yet again and it brought back all the memories of pain, rage, and fear all at once. Worst of all, it made me remember something I tried to bury.
Memories like this are what every person fears. I decided to stay this time so I got on my computer to see if I could finish my essay due on Monday. I typed the entire thing in about 20 minutes and had nothing else to do.

When I least expected it, I got an IM.

Eli-Gold49:Hey new girl

Becca-Park21:I have a name ya know

Eli-Gold49:Hi Rebecca

Becca-Park21:What do you want Elijah?

Eli-Gold49:Ouch. Somebody's cranky at 2 in the morning.

Becca-Park21:I couldn't sleep. Sue me. What about you?

Eli-Gold49:Didn't feel like sleeping. I felt like annoying you. J

Becca-Park21:Well mission accomplished… Is there something you want?

Eli-Gold49: How about we meet at the lake at 3?

Becca-Park21: 3 o'clock in the morning are you insane?

Eli-Gold49:Yeah pretty much. Come on. You know you want to.

I hate it when people know what I'm thinking. The sound of Zane's crying began to fade away and if I was to go to sleep, no good would come of it. I guess a little date wouldn't hurt.

Becca-Park21: I guess it wouldn't hurt

Eli-Gold49: See you there

It was now 2:46 and I decided to start walking. I slid out my bedroom window dressed in all black and climbed off the garage to the street.

I found my way to the old lake where my mom used to take me. There she would tell me stories about my grandma and grandpa, who had passed long before I was born. I stood there mesmerized by the beauty that haunted my dreams.

3 o' clock and Eli isn't here. He's probably not gonna show. I wanted to turn and walk back home until I felt someone wrap their arms around my waist. I turned to find myself in the arms of Elijah Goldsworthy, staring into his emerald green eyes. A mischievous, lopsided smirk crept onto his face and I felt my legs go numb.

"Eli you can't sneak up on people like that! You scared the crap out of me!"

"I've been told I have that effect on women."

He is so… UGH!

We walked to the end of the pier and sat there with our legs dangling off the edge. So we sat there… talking about school, friends, and his "reputation". God Clare is lucky to have him. But… why is he here with me instead of Clare? Finally we got to the subject of romance.

"So does the beautiful Rebecca Leah Park have a boyfriend?"

"How the hell do you know my full name?"

"I read your file. You've been to a lot of schools."

"Okay that is none of your business."

"Well whether you have a boyfriend or not is my business. So yes or no?"

"Is that an offer?"

"Do you want it to be?"

" No I don't. I guess the right guy hasn't come along yet."

"Well what if I was the right guy?"

"Trust me, you're not my type."

"Oh, so you have a type?"

"Yeah, Prince Charming but he doesn't exist. My last Prince Charming left me for my best friend's sister."

"Wow. Well sometimes Prince Charming is closer than you think"

Now we were close enough to hear each others' heartbeat and mine was racing. Only a few centimeters stood in between our lips colliding… a few became none.