Chapter Two – Present Lives
Kariel didn't know what to do with herself, so many years on her own; she studied law, and spent her nights in her own apartment with a cat. Yes, she felt alone but what could she do? So many years country hopping with foster parents, her parents had given her up when she was 6 months old. And finally coming to settle in America, she got the chance to do as she wished. And working a part time job she managed, her foster parents god love them had left her a substantial amount of money with which she bought an apartment, to at least have something solid in her life, when everything else was lacking.
She sighed and looked out the window, her cat purred around her ankles, she absently picked it up and hugged it, her cat didn't mind, in fact it loved being squeezed. She thought of all the students at her college, and her mind wandered to a student that was just as quiet and studied just as hard as her.
She couldn't quite remember his name, they had never introduced themselves. But she had noticed that he was good looking, and would have been quite popular in school.
She went to the college that night, trying to get some studying in, sleep was secondary nature now. She had to get her degree so she could do what she loved. Law.
She sat down at the table laden with books and just started opening them all, and had them all spread out all over the table, with her notes and pencils handy incase she needed them.
"Studying law?" A soft masculine voice asked her. She looked sideways and up.
It was the guy she had been thinking about earlier.
"Yes if you must know, how can you tell?"
"You look like me, when I get studying, sorry to interrupt". He walked over to his table equally loaded with books and sat down. He gave her a smile and started reading.
She walked over to him.
"Ok now I'm sorry to interrupt, but what's your name? You're in my class".
"Dorian and you are?"
"Kariel, ok I'll go now sorry to interrupt". She walked back to her own table and proceeded to read.
Dorian studied her, she was beautiful, she had this elvish thing going, high cheeks, porcelain skin, blonde hair that seemed to shimmer in the light, and her eyes, man, her eyes were the color of sky on a beautiful day, so blue, you could lose yourself in it. She was tall also, and she was just perfect, but she wasn't conscious of it. He knew that she knew that he was observing her, so before he got on her bad side, he started studying once more.
It was midnight, before she left. She glanced around and couldn't see him.
Maybe he's gone already, and you didn't see him go. She told herself. So she walked out the doors without a backward glance, little knowing that he stood behind a shelf of books looking at her.
He was hooked. On her.
He sighed, and leant his head on the shelf. Two girls passing by sighed; they had spied him and noticed how good-looking he was.
He sensed someone looking at him and lifted his head.
"You know you remind me of someone, I saw in a movie" the soft female voice told him. He stood up straight and smiled at her.
"I thought you had left for the evening". He returned. His eyes mesmerized her. She didn't answer him.
"So who do I remind you of?"
"I've been having dreams about elves" she said. Now leaning also against the shelf, so close to him, she could smell his cologne.
"Have you been having it long?"
"Quite a few months, his name is Legolas, it was like he was a part of my past, he represented something to me, sounds freaky I know, but they all say that we all have past lives, and I'm aware that some people think I look like an ancient elf"
"You do, your hair, its silvery blonde, and you have this mystical aura about you"
"Thanks".
"No insult intended". He amended quickly. "But thank you for saying that I look like Legolas, I take it he was dashing and good-looking?"
She laughed at that. "Yes, he was quite fond of his bow and arrows also"
"Then I also wish I had his archery skills then". She looked down. It was scary how much he did look like her dream lover or past lover, whatever it was that Legolas had represented to her.
"So, can I offer you a cup of coffee? I know this great café around the corner?" he asked her.
"Its midnight" she countered. He nodded.
"Yeah, and we have a long day ahead of us tomorrow, tests and all I understand if you say no" he turned to walk away.
"Yes".
He turned back to her. "Did you say something?"
"I said yes, I would love to have one with you". He smiled and offered his arm like the men did in the olden days.
They walked out of the library, there was no one on the streets, and they made their way to the café that he had described.
He led her to a booth in a corner, and a waitress came around almost immediately.
There was something about him that reminded her of Legolas, and she couldn't get over it.
What was it he had said? If destiny finds a way they will meet again, and he will never let her go.
"So tell me about yourself Kariel, beautiful name"
"I'm an orphan, dedicated to studying law, and also work part time"
He leant back and studied her.
"At the movie complex?" he asked.
"How did you know that?"
"I saw you there, last night, we have that in common"
"How is that?"
"I work next door, in the bookshop, so far I've read all of Tolkien's books, and what can I tell you?, I'm hooked, funny though, one of his characters names is Legolas also"
She smiled.
"Actually his name isn't Legolas, but he called himself that in the dream, I don't understand why, but I loved him, more than anything" she said softly, suddenly embarrassed she looked away.
"Kariel, don't do that, I believe in past lives also, we've loved someone so much in a past life, that its rare to remember such a thing afterwards when we begin a new life". That brought a tear to her eyes.
"Dorian, that is such a beautiful thing to say" he smiled and looked away.
Silence.
"so you're an orphan huh?, me too, well sort of, my parents weren't around so much, they didn't care what I did, so I moved here to the big city, merry ole London".
"My parents died, in a crash when I was three, I was thrown from the car, and a fireman found me, he held me tightly, he and his wife adopted me, and I think he felt he owed it to me because he couldn't save my parents".
They spoke some more and by 3 o'clock they agreed it was time to hit the sack, if they were to pass the test that day.
"See you in class Kariel" she smiled and gave him a kiss on the cheek.
"Goodnight Dorian"
That night the dream was vivid again, and Legolas came back to her.
"So we meet again my love, I bring you a message"
He knelt in front of her.
"My true name is not Legolas". She touched his face tenderly.
"Why do you tell me this now?"
"Because you must know the truth of our words"
"What is your name, I cannot remember"
"It is Dorian"
She gasped.
She sat up in bed, and held her hand to her chest.
Dorian. Dorian of her past and Dorian of her future/present was real.
Destiny had brought them together once more.
Kariel didn't know what to do with herself, so many years on her own; she studied law, and spent her nights in her own apartment with a cat. Yes, she felt alone but what could she do? So many years country hopping with foster parents, her parents had given her up when she was 6 months old. And finally coming to settle in America, she got the chance to do as she wished. And working a part time job she managed, her foster parents god love them had left her a substantial amount of money with which she bought an apartment, to at least have something solid in her life, when everything else was lacking.
She sighed and looked out the window, her cat purred around her ankles, she absently picked it up and hugged it, her cat didn't mind, in fact it loved being squeezed. She thought of all the students at her college, and her mind wandered to a student that was just as quiet and studied just as hard as her.
She couldn't quite remember his name, they had never introduced themselves. But she had noticed that he was good looking, and would have been quite popular in school.
She went to the college that night, trying to get some studying in, sleep was secondary nature now. She had to get her degree so she could do what she loved. Law.
She sat down at the table laden with books and just started opening them all, and had them all spread out all over the table, with her notes and pencils handy incase she needed them.
"Studying law?" A soft masculine voice asked her. She looked sideways and up.
It was the guy she had been thinking about earlier.
"Yes if you must know, how can you tell?"
"You look like me, when I get studying, sorry to interrupt". He walked over to his table equally loaded with books and sat down. He gave her a smile and started reading.
She walked over to him.
"Ok now I'm sorry to interrupt, but what's your name? You're in my class".
"Dorian and you are?"
"Kariel, ok I'll go now sorry to interrupt". She walked back to her own table and proceeded to read.
Dorian studied her, she was beautiful, she had this elvish thing going, high cheeks, porcelain skin, blonde hair that seemed to shimmer in the light, and her eyes, man, her eyes were the color of sky on a beautiful day, so blue, you could lose yourself in it. She was tall also, and she was just perfect, but she wasn't conscious of it. He knew that she knew that he was observing her, so before he got on her bad side, he started studying once more.
It was midnight, before she left. She glanced around and couldn't see him.
Maybe he's gone already, and you didn't see him go. She told herself. So she walked out the doors without a backward glance, little knowing that he stood behind a shelf of books looking at her.
He was hooked. On her.
He sighed, and leant his head on the shelf. Two girls passing by sighed; they had spied him and noticed how good-looking he was.
He sensed someone looking at him and lifted his head.
"You know you remind me of someone, I saw in a movie" the soft female voice told him. He stood up straight and smiled at her.
"I thought you had left for the evening". He returned. His eyes mesmerized her. She didn't answer him.
"So who do I remind you of?"
"I've been having dreams about elves" she said. Now leaning also against the shelf, so close to him, she could smell his cologne.
"Have you been having it long?"
"Quite a few months, his name is Legolas, it was like he was a part of my past, he represented something to me, sounds freaky I know, but they all say that we all have past lives, and I'm aware that some people think I look like an ancient elf"
"You do, your hair, its silvery blonde, and you have this mystical aura about you"
"Thanks".
"No insult intended". He amended quickly. "But thank you for saying that I look like Legolas, I take it he was dashing and good-looking?"
She laughed at that. "Yes, he was quite fond of his bow and arrows also"
"Then I also wish I had his archery skills then". She looked down. It was scary how much he did look like her dream lover or past lover, whatever it was that Legolas had represented to her.
"So, can I offer you a cup of coffee? I know this great café around the corner?" he asked her.
"Its midnight" she countered. He nodded.
"Yeah, and we have a long day ahead of us tomorrow, tests and all I understand if you say no" he turned to walk away.
"Yes".
He turned back to her. "Did you say something?"
"I said yes, I would love to have one with you". He smiled and offered his arm like the men did in the olden days.
They walked out of the library, there was no one on the streets, and they made their way to the café that he had described.
He led her to a booth in a corner, and a waitress came around almost immediately.
There was something about him that reminded her of Legolas, and she couldn't get over it.
What was it he had said? If destiny finds a way they will meet again, and he will never let her go.
"So tell me about yourself Kariel, beautiful name"
"I'm an orphan, dedicated to studying law, and also work part time"
He leant back and studied her.
"At the movie complex?" he asked.
"How did you know that?"
"I saw you there, last night, we have that in common"
"How is that?"
"I work next door, in the bookshop, so far I've read all of Tolkien's books, and what can I tell you?, I'm hooked, funny though, one of his characters names is Legolas also"
She smiled.
"Actually his name isn't Legolas, but he called himself that in the dream, I don't understand why, but I loved him, more than anything" she said softly, suddenly embarrassed she looked away.
"Kariel, don't do that, I believe in past lives also, we've loved someone so much in a past life, that its rare to remember such a thing afterwards when we begin a new life". That brought a tear to her eyes.
"Dorian, that is such a beautiful thing to say" he smiled and looked away.
Silence.
"so you're an orphan huh?, me too, well sort of, my parents weren't around so much, they didn't care what I did, so I moved here to the big city, merry ole London".
"My parents died, in a crash when I was three, I was thrown from the car, and a fireman found me, he held me tightly, he and his wife adopted me, and I think he felt he owed it to me because he couldn't save my parents".
They spoke some more and by 3 o'clock they agreed it was time to hit the sack, if they were to pass the test that day.
"See you in class Kariel" she smiled and gave him a kiss on the cheek.
"Goodnight Dorian"
That night the dream was vivid again, and Legolas came back to her.
"So we meet again my love, I bring you a message"
He knelt in front of her.
"My true name is not Legolas". She touched his face tenderly.
"Why do you tell me this now?"
"Because you must know the truth of our words"
"What is your name, I cannot remember"
"It is Dorian"
She gasped.
She sat up in bed, and held her hand to her chest.
Dorian. Dorian of her past and Dorian of her future/present was real.
Destiny had brought them together once more.