Wow, I am so flattered. for those of you that reviewed-thanks! I am truly grateful that you liked my silly rambling story enough to tell me so.
I did not want to continue this at all and did not expect a single person to read it. However, I couldn't help myself in the end. So I guess here's chapter two. Who knows where it's headed.

I never intended to write anything from Skye's point of view...it just kind of happened.
I'll try my best to make this into a story with some kind of plot, but don't hate me if I can't pull it off. :)

She could see Lucas everywhere.
In the mirror, when she looked into her own eyes, she could see him.

Skye stumbled into the bathroom. She was groggy and it was dark outside.
She didn't know what had caused her to wake up. She usually slept through the night.

Now she looked in the mirror and tried to remember what she'd been dreaming about.
A person.
Someone she knew. Her mother? Josh?

Lucas.

She'd been dreaming about Lucas.
She couldn't get him out of her head. It was as if he lived in there-rattling around in her brain, manipulating her thoughts as if they were his own mathematical problems.

Skye turned away from the mirror, trying to sort things out.
What was it about him that captured her attention? The very first time she'd seen him, she'd felt something strange. At the time, she'd passed it off as fear. He was, after all, the commander's notoriously evil son.
But now she wasn't so sure.
She certainly hadn't been afraid the second or third time they'd met.

And Skye couldn't help but smile at that thought.

Sighing, Skye turned back towards the mirror.
Instead of her own reflection, she was met with the figure of a man.

It was as if everything was happening in slow motion.

She screamed.
She closed her eyes.
She steadied herself.
And she opened her eyes again to confront the stranger in her bathroom.

He was still there.
Then Skye realized who it was.
Lucas.
How had he gotten in here? And why did he look as terrified and confused as she felt?
Skye reached up to rub her eyes and saw Lucas do the same.
That's when her hands touched her face and felt stubble.

She was Lucas.

Skye woke up sweating and tried to remember the strange dream she'd been having.

A/N: I'm still not really sure where this is going, but I will at least finish it.

Please tell me what you think? I'll give you cake!