Chapter 2

Poppy POV

That boy was stuck in my head all day, that messy, sandy-golden hair, those dark mysterious eyes, that expression on his face that seemed like he was thinking "Why the hell, is that quiet little freak looking at me?" I couldn't focus on the science lab, that I was supposed to be working on, and in music I kept on screwing up, all because of a boy who I don't know. I guess my friends noticed that something was different with me, because they kept staring at me in music class.

"Alright Poppy you have one chance, what's up with you today?" said Adrian.

"Umm, you mean other than the fact that I'm pressed up against the wall, in a crowded cafeteria, if you try anything I will scream." I said jokingly with a smirk.

"Seriously Poppy, what's wrong? You aren't yourself today. Did someone hurt you? Was it your stepfather again? That stupid idiot. I swear if I ever come face to face with that ass again I will kill him." Exclaimed Adrian with a glint of anger, and confusion and what seemed to be protection in his eyes.

"Adrian calm down. It's not Dave. It's just.....I'm just......I.....It's....this... I don't really know. I guess I'm just distracted that's all. Honestly I'm fine." I said, trying to get him to stop pinning against the wall. Honestly, it hurt.

"Are you sure Poppy? Because, you know that we are here for you, you can tell us anything. No matter what." said Ima with sincerity.

"Guys, I already told you I'm fine. Actually, I'm not fine, I'm staring I missed breakfast this morning." I said pushing passed them. I don't think they knew that I could hear them whispering but I could, I could hear them saying that I looked sick. That I didn't look like myself. That I was off today, I was pale, and my eyes were dull for the first time since my dad died. They were worried that I lied to them, that something was wrong. Now, don't get me wrong, I love them to bits, they're like family, but really, they can get really annoying sometimes.

But now isn't the time to be thinking about that. Now is time for food. I'm starving and its smells really good, and there's only one piece of pizza left. Okay, let's just walk fast, and try to not look like an idiot and grab it.

Then it happened.

It felt like lightning zapped through my body.

I was floating.

Where was I? Who was I?

Then I heard it.

The soft caressing voice in my head.

And I was lost.

James POV

Who was she?

Wait, she is a she.

Yes she is.

And she's beautiful.

Not her face not her body, but her mind.

So much pain, so much agony, yet she's still able to go on smiling everyday.

Who are you? How can this happen?

I don't know, I didn't think this could actually happen.

Oh, my, you're... you're that guy... the one I saw outside. James.

Poppy. No, this can't happen. I'm... it's just... you can't.

No.

James.

NO.

And it broke. That connection we had, whatever it was, but it couldn't be no, it couldn't, I'm dangerous, I'm no good for her. I have to get out of here. It just couldn't be. Could she? Just maybe. Its un heard of. But there's no other explanation.