AN. Hey, I've been asked about the Cullens, they wont be in this fic for a while yet, maybe not at all, I'm still not completely sure where this story is going I have a basic idea, but not sorted out all the details. I'll let you guys influence me on that, so let me know what you think should happen.

Sorry if this doesn't seem like it's really going anywhere at the moment, I'm just trying to build the characters, it will get more interesting soon, I promise.

Enjoy....


In the drama lesson on Tuesday we had done getting to know people exercises all lesson so that we knew the rest of the group and could work well with each other. We started today's lesson with another getting to know each other activity. I wasn't any good at it. After that we had to get into pairs and make up a short scene about being stranded on a desert island, not particularly original but it was the best the teacher came up with. I looked around and noticed most of the class were already in pairs there were a couple of groups trying to get away with being in threes but the teacher wasn't happy about that. I looked around the room trying to spot someone I could go with, I was really getting annoyed with my incapability of remembering people's names, that is until I spotted the only face I recognised in the entire class. Michael. I smiled at him and he walked over to me.

"Are you with anyone?" He asked, while sitting down next to me.

"ummm, no,"

"Ok, so, we are stuck on a desert island. What would you do?"

Haha!

I had a very good idea of what I would do if I was stranded on an island with Michael, but I really didn't think it would be a good idea to tell him.

"Umm, find food I guess, what would you do?"

He laughed, it wasn't a normal sound, it sounded as though he had forced himself to laugh. "Food would be a good idea, and shelter,"

"Yeh, we would need somewhere to sleep."

He laughed again this time it sounded more natural, had I said something funny? Oh dear had I implied that we would sleep together?

"I didn't mean we would need somewhere to sleep. I meant we would need to sleep somewhere, no. I mean, I would need to sleep somewhere and you would sleep somewhere else." Oh god I was babbling, and about sleeping with Michael of all things! I could feel my cheeks burning.

"It's ok, I know what you mean. So now that we have sorted the food and sleeping arrangements, what else would we need to do?"

"Umm, I don't know, get a suntan?"

"I think I would need more than a day on a desert island to get a tan!" it was only when he said this that I noticed how pale his skin really was.

"Maybe try to get home somehow?"

"Yeh, so what? Build a boat?"

"Ha ha, good idea, but I was thinking more signals, like fire and smoke or something like that,"

"Oh rite, yeah of course! That's just obvious!"

"Well its all very well to say what you think you would do in that situation, but unless you do find yourself stranded on an island you don't know what you would do,"

"You sound like you're talking from experience,"

"I guess I am a bit,"

"You've been stuck on an island?"

"No, not exactly,"

"Well what do you mean then?"

"Well, after my parents died it felt like I was trapped all alone somewhere."

"Your parents died?"

"Yes, I live with my Aunt and Uncle and their two children,"

"Emily and William aren't your brother and sister?"

"No, they're not even my real cousins,"

"What?"

"My Aunt and Uncle couldn't have children, so they adopted William and Emily,"

"Oh, do you have any real brothers or sisters?"

"I did have a sister, but she died too,"

"Oh, I'm sorry,"

"It's ok, it all happened a long time ago," he seemed ok to talk about it, but there was something in his eyes, his amazing golden eyes, that made me think it was a difficult subject for him.

The bell went for the end of the lesson, I didn't realise it had been an hour. I grabbed my bag and headed towards the door with the rest of the class.

"Its History now, isn't it?" I asked Michael, I knew it was, I just felt like I needed to change the subject from his parents.

"Yes,"

We walked most of the way to History in silence. Then suddenly he spoke.

"What about you? Any brothers or sisters?"

"No I'm an only child,"

"Oh, do you like being an only child?"

"Ummm," No one had ever asked me that out right. "Sometimes it's cool, having my parents all to myself, but then I look at people with siblings and think it must be cool to have someone around the same age to chat with."

We sat at our table in history. Mr Wire started the lesson by making us list anything we knew about World War 2. Luckily we were allowed to work in pairs. I thought that would be good as Michael seemed to know a lot about it so I could just let him list everything.

"So, what do you know about it?"

I hadn't been planning on him asking me about it, I had told him yesterday that I was no good at history. "Umm, nothing,"

"Nothing? Surely you know something about it?"

"I can't think,"

"Ok, why do they call it a 'World War'?"

"Because the whole world was involved?"

"Exactly, even though not all of the countries were involved, but I won't go into that, I don't want to confuse you!" He wrote something down on the sheet we had been given.

"Do you know when it started or finished?"

"Umm, no"

"Go on have a guess"

"I don't know"

"Was it in the 1500's? 1600's?"

"No, wasn't it 19-something?"

"1939 until 1945,"

"Oh yeah that's it!" I said sarcastically, I had no idea when it had been!

He laughed as he wrote the exact dates down, day, month and year. How did he know that so well?

"How do you know so much about WWII?"

"Oh, like I said I'm good at remembering dates and things."

"Well yeah but you must have been taught it in the first place,"

"We studied it at my last school."

"What school did you go to before you started here?"

"Oh we lived in America, it was a school out there,"

"America?" I couldn't believe that, he had such a strong English accent, one you might hear in old movies, it definitely didn't sound English.

"Yes"

"You don't sound like you're from America"

"Well technically I'm not, I was born in London, but when my parents died I went to live America with my only family."

"Why did you move back to England?"

"My uncle's work moved him over here we all came with him,"

"Oh, so how long did you live in America?"

"About 11 years, I was six when my parents died,"

"It must have been terrible, do you miss them?"

"It was a long time ago, it probably sounds mean but I don't really remember them that well, but I still think of them a lot," The same look that he had in drama came back to his eyes I didn't want to upset him, I just wanted to try and fathom him out.

"Sorry, I'm asking too many questions about it, tell me to shut up if you don't want to talk about it,"

He smiled at that "I'm not going to tell you to shut up. That would be rude. Besides, this just means that I can ask you lots of questions when you've finished,"

"Ask me questions? Why would you want to do that?"

"Same reason you are asking me, to find out more about you,"

I couldn't say anything to this, the lump was back in my throat. He seemed to understand, and turned to look at the sheet and wrote down so much information he completely filled the sheet, he wrote so fast, but it was Incredibly neat as well, if I had been writing at that speed it would have been illegible. He turned the sheet over and carried on writing on the back. I felt my jaw drop when he had filled that side too. i felt the lump in my throat disappear.

"Wow, you really do know lots about it don't you?"

"Well it was the last topic we did when I was in America, and it's quite interesting."

"I could never remember that much information, especially about history."

He smiled at me and handed me the sheet he had been writing on. "Well I suppose you need this more than I do then."

I looked at it; there was so much information in his amazingly neat writing on it:

World War 2 started on the 1st September 1939 and ended on the 14th August 1945 although Japan continued until 2nd September 1945.

It was called a world war because the majority of the world was concerned; however Switzerland, Ireland, Sweden, Spain and Portugal were not involved.

Children from major cities in England were evacuated to the countryside. The first official evacuations began on September 1 1939. By January 1940 most of the children had returned to their homes. The second evacuation effort was started after the Germans had taken most of France, during June 1940. When theBlitz began on 7 September 1940, children who had returned home or had not been evacuated were evacuated. The third effort was From June 1944, 1,000,000 women, children, elderly and disabled people were evacuated from London. This new way of attacking Britain carried on until the end of the war.

The sheet went on like this with more information than I thought any human brain was capable of knowing on one subject.

"How do you remember all of this?"

"I just have a good memory. I'll get you remembering the main details by the end of the term,"

"Ha, good luck! Even Mr Wire has given up with trying to teach me!"

"Well I do like a challenge,"

When the bell went, we both stood up and walked out the room, still talking to each other. It wasn't until I heard Kelly calling my name that I realised we were standing next to my locker.

"See you on Monday," Michael said as he turned to walk away to his locker.

"Wait," I put my arm out and grabbed the sleeve of his coat. "Don't go,"

"I've got to, William and Emily will be waiting for me," he pulled his arm free and disappeared into the crowd behind him. I was just about to follow him when I heard Kelly call my name again.

"Lydia, are you deaf?"

I turned round and saw her closing her locker, "No, I'm not deaf,"

The walk home was wet, we were walking with Kelly's little sister Lucy, and they were asking each other how there days were so I had lots of time to think about all the things Michael had said and all the questions I wanted to ask him. I heard them saying something about going shopping in town over the weekend. Lucy said she needed to get some thing for a science project, and Kelly told us about a film that was just released that she had to get.

When we got to Kelly's house we told Kelly's mum about our plans for the following day and Pippa overheard and started begging to come with us. Eventually we had to give in to her. After planning the following day we sat down and watched a film on TV. I walked home after the film finished. I got home just as my mum was dishing up dinner. After dinner I went to do my homework since I would probably be busy most of the weekend.


AN. Hope you liked it. I was contemplating putting some of Michaels pov up. Please review and let me know what you think.

Thankyou :)