Wyatt couldn't take it. So, he had started to walk away from her. The girl he had loved. The only girl he had ever truly loved was with someone else. Someone who was evil and who didn't know how to love in the first place.

Wyatt didn't want to stay and watch the happy couple. He didn't want to see them kiss and hold each other like the rest of the world didn't exist. He didn't want to think about the times before when it had been the same way between them....

"Wyatt?"

He turned. It was daylight around him now and it was a chilled October morning right before school. She was standing there smiling at him with those beautiful clear topaz eyes of hers. Truth was hidden behind her dark eyelashes as she looked at him.

They were on the street by his house. The chipped and cracked white sidewalk was underneath his shaky legs and the hottest girl in school was actually talking to him. It was really happening , but the world had never felt this real to him before .

It felt like the world had stopped. Deep down inside it hadn't stopped. He felt as if everything in the world was electrifying itself and humming through his veins at this precise moment of time. He felt as if this were the moment for anything to come true.

She would never know it, but he had been watching over her since the first moment he had seen her.

"Do you ever think that there is something beyond us in the world? Like there is something governing us somehow to do what we do?" she asked.

"Yes," he whispered. He didn't know where she was going with this. The only thing that came to his mind was the factor of him being a witch lighter. He wondered if she had figured it out. He wondered if she knew what he was. He wondered how she had found it if she knew. If she thought he was a freak or not.

"I do too." she said simply and stared up at the sky. A small smile appeared on her lips and she bite her lower lip eagerly trying to say what she felt was important. "So, in all actuality we wouldn't have free will at all to do with our lives what we want. We would only have circumstance ruling us... Circumstances disposed on us by the ruler of our fates."

Where are you going with this? He wondered. He looked at her. Her short dark chestnut brown hair shone goldenly in the light and her eyes sparkled as she slowly got to her point.

He knew for a fact magic existed. He had been born magical and he had lived in it every moment of his life. He knew he was magical. He knew that some people would consider that scary and that's why the whole world didn't know about his magical side. He knew some people would be alright with it.

She took one hovering side to him. They were inches apart.

He could feel her warm body radiating off of his. He looked down into her eyes and waited to find out if this was the moment the world would turn upside down between them. She searched his eyes with hers. He had a feeling she was looking for something in him and he had a feeling she wasn't quite so sure about him anymore.

"What are you?" he asked softly. He didn't know where his question was leading to. At first he was going to ask what she was doing or talking about or trying to say. Instead, he ended with such a dumbass comment he felt like hitting himself over the head a few thousands times with a baseball bat.

She ignored it though. She touched his cheek instead. "Circumstances being as they are... is this okay?" she whispered.

He looked at her so confused. He touched her hand resting on his cheek. She looked hard at him and away and then at him again in her timidness. Then, she nodded a little to herself when he didn't take her hand from his cheek. She gave him a soft, small kiss on the other cheek, then his neck, and then the side of his mouth.

"Is this okay?" she whispered in his ear as she kissed his neck again.

"Yes," he whispered.

He wanted to scream it. He didn't though. It was what he had wanted since the first time he had seen her. He had wanted her to feel like this towards him, he had wanted her to act like this towards him, and now she did.

He didn't know what to say. He didn't know how to react as he felt as if he were still stuck in some version of his dreams.

She was real and before him. She, the shy, beautiful, awkward girl at his school, had made the first move.

He held onto her and kissed her back fully on the mouth. He didn't care who saw or what anyone said. He didn't care if the world ended or if he had somewhere else to be at the moment. He was with her. That was all that mattered and he loved her. God, he'd loved her since forever.

He held onto her tightly smelling the scent of vanilla from her body invading his senses. He held onto her as she smiled. He felt the smile through the kiss as he kissed her again happily....

Wyatt wanted to hit something. He wanted to break things and destroy anything that reminded him of her. He wanted to start with his stupid shirt. The stupid shirt he had pulled out of the basement in order to help her remember him. The shirt she had loved of his.

He had been so stupid!

He ripped the shirt off of his body and threw it in the bushes beside her house. The, he started to move around the three story brick house slowly in order to not show his presence to them so he could get out of the gated pool area.

In the process, he gave one last side glance to where they had been standing together making out moments before. They were no longer there. Shit! Had they found him out? He searched around him quickly for them as he waited for an attack but then he finally saw them both walking into the shallow end of the pool together.

Both were still fully clothed. He found this incredibly weird. He stopped in his tracks and watched as the still very fully clothed couple went into the pool. The whole time his eyes kept on Brooke's face.

He could see the telltale dark circles under her eyes from not being able to sleep. He could also see the determination in her eyes as she slowly, unwaveringly followed her new boyfriend into the pool.

Now, what the hell were they doing?