Chapter 2, and thank you for reviewing it. I will be continuing this story, so here you go, enjoy.
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Daniel had somehow gotten more handsome since the last time Luce had seen him. His ever flawless curls seemed to radiant light in the darkening twilight night. He smiled at her, revealing several straight bright white teeth. When her eyes landed on him, about ten feet away still walking down the walkway into the building, she started running to meet him.
"Hi," I said, taking a deep breath and playing with one of my dark black curls.
"Hello," He replied, holding out a dozen of wild peonies. "I got you these,"
My smile grew. "Thanks," I said, taking them from him, and turning to gaze up my window to the third floor where sure enough Nora's grin matched my own. "They're my favorite."
"I thought so," Daniel said, shoving his hands in their pockets of his dark jeans. He was wearing a white tee shirt with a black leather jacket and dark jeans, on anyone else it might have ;looked alright, but on him it just made it harder for Luce to breathe.
"I should put these inside," Luce said awkwardly.
"I'll wait out here, if you want." Daniel replied.
Luce nodded, thanked him and then started down the walk back towards the way she came. She was almost there when a boy walked out, and nearly crashed into her.
"Oh, I'm sorry," Luce said, taking a step back, nearly dropping the flowers. She gripped them tighter and stepped off the side walk, onto the grass.
"It's no problem," The boy replied, his glassy flawless blue eyes focusing on Luce and only Luce. "You're the girl who won a prize,"
Luce nodded awkwardly. "Yeah, I guess that's me," She looked down the walkway were Daniel was waiting for her, and then started back inside. "I just have to run these inside…I'll see you later, alright?"
The strange boy with the old gold coin nodded as if in a trance. "Yeah, yeah, sure."
. . .
"So, did you know that boy?" Daniel asked, walking with her towards the parking lot.
"Kind of," Luce shrugged. "He's in our dorm, but I don't know him that well."
"He seems nice," Daniel said approvingly.
I gave him a weary smile. "So does Nora,"
"The girl who was staring at us from your window?" Daniel asked, with one eye brow raised.
Luce winced. "She seems so nice until you tell her something,"
"My roommate isn't better," Daniel admitted. "The first day I walk into our dorm I see him, putting up a picture of a girl in a bikini on a motorcycle,"
Luce widened her eyes. "Wow,"
Daniel nodded. "Yeah, then two weeks later I see him making out with his boyfriend on top of his bed."
Luce broke out laughing, and then covered her face with both hands. "I'm so sorry,"
"Don't worry; I did the same thing, right there." Daniel sighed. "Apparently he's been out of the closet since he came to collage but his father makes surprise appearances throughout the month so he needed to keep up appearances."
"That's horrible," Luce said between laughs as they kept going towards the parking lot and finally, stopped at a sleek red motorcycle. "Whoa,"
"Sorry, I didn't tell you about it before," Daniel apologized, opening a secret compartment under the seat and pulling out another helmet. He walked over to Luce and handed it to her, smiling shyly. "This may mess up your hair,"
Luce shrugged, taking the helmet from Daniel and putting it on her head, striking a pose for him. "How do I look?"
"Gorgeous," He replied, straddling the bike and turning, holding out a hand for Luce to take. She did, walking behind the back and sitting onto of it, putting her legs around the huge machine and then putting her arms around Daniel's waist.
"Hold on," Daniel told her, and turned the key in the ignition, making the cycle roar to life.
He backed out of the parking space and drove down at a moderate speed till he got onto the road. "You ready?"
"Let's go!" Luce cried and Daniel pulled the throttle, sending him, Luce and the bike soaring down the pavement.
It was like they were flying.
. . .
"That's so sweet," Annabelle cooed, cocking her head to the side slightly.
"Where's he taking her?" Miles asked.
"To an Italian restaurant," Roland replies. "It's a little bistro a few miles of campus, very quant."
"Our own little lady and the tramp," Annabelle mused.
Arriane grinned her wild grin. "Of course," She cocked her head slightly and pursed her lip. "So, what's up with that guy coming out of the dorm?"
"The one acting so weird?" Shelby asked.
Arriane nodded, wagging her finger at the dish water blonde. "That would be the one."
Shelby nodded. "She obviously knew him,"
"Too bad we didn't get to see his actually face," Miles said with a sigh, pulling his worn baseball cap a bit further down his eyes.
"Like we can never see yours," Roland pointed out and Miles moved his cap and flipped off his demon.
"Miles," Roland said, grabbing his chest. "And I'm supposed to be the demon,"
Arriane rolled her eyes at them. "Seriously, boys. I think this kid is up to something,"
"Maybe he has a crush on Lucinda," Annabelle said softly.
"If he does he better get over it fast," Shelby said with a lopsided grin, pulling her long straight blond into a pony tail. "Now that Daniel's there Luce is never going to love anyone else,"
"I wonder who he is," Miles said out loud, swinging his legs like he was much younger then he actually was, his hair turning lighter with age.
"Hmmmm," Roland said next to Arriane.
"Ooh, I knew that noise," Arriane cried, rubbing her hands together. "Old Ro's got a plan!"
"Not a plan," Roland mused. "An idea,"
"What kind of idea?" Annabelle wondered, leaning to face the demon. "Something about that strange boy?"
"Sort of….." Roland admitted, running a hand through his black and gold dreadlocks. "I think….I think I know who he might be,"
"Well?" Shelby asked. "Care to share with the rest of the class?"
"All in good time, Nephilim," Roland replied, with a wave of his hand. "All in good time,"
Hmm, more of creepy coin boy and Arriane and everyone. . Please review?