Savior Complex

Chapter One

Chapter One

|Who is he|

It's just shouting, shouting that turns into yelling and screaming, and things breaking. I decide that now is a great time to slide on some shoes and climb out my window to go for a walk through the streets of Hilo. The sun is setting which means it's prime time for walking anyway. The population of Hilo is relatively small, especially in the area I live in, everyone knows everyone.

I say that and yet I have no idea who this guy is sitting on the bench across the street from my favorite house in the neighborhood. I fail at trying not to stare and I realize that when he's looking up from his book and straight at me. Well, shit.

I smile at him to be polite and he smiles back after a while of staring and I walk away. I'm not very good in awkward situations plus I look atrocious, just a lazy outfit with my hair thrown up on my head 'cause it's greasy. Of all days and times he had to see me, it had to be now? Wait, why do I care so much? I do not know this guy, though he was cute... His sunkissed blonde hair, the freckles that peppered his cheeks. God, Leah stop. You. Do not. Know. This. Man.

It's about a ten-minute walk to the nearest beach from my house, I hurry so I can catch the sunset. Hopefully, it's photo-worthy, I have a whole album on my phone dedicated to sunset picture- Shit. I realize as soon as my feet are planted on the sand that I left my phone on my bed.

Whatever, I tell myself, I don't need a picture of every sunset I see, maybe this one isn't even that great... It is. It's by far the best sunset I could have ever experienced in my life. I throw my head back and let out a groan, cursing myself for forgetting my phone, or even my portable camera.

After a few deep breaths, I've calmed down and told myself to chill out and just live in the moment. Besides who needs a picture of this gorgeous sunset glittering across the ocean with hues of oranges and reds and a bit of blue.

I was a bit salty, to say the least, but the sunset did calm me down and I was now on my way back home hoping the racket had stopped. Twas a short journey today, but it was all worth it (except for not having been able to take a photo of it.)

As I turned the corner and onto my street, the image of that really cute boy I saw came into my mind. Oh how I pray he is not there to see me like this again.

I did see him again. The same awkward exchange as before. I tried not to pay too much attention to the feeling in my stomach as we shared eye contact as I head toward my house.

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The cool air inside my room was refreshing, yeah it was like 8:30 on a Sunday night in Hilo but it was still hot outside, especially when you walk ten minutes from your house to the beach wearing leggings and a ratty tee. Not a good combo for cute bench boys. Leah quit thinking about him, god.

I shut my window, pet my beloved cat Gus and head for the bathroom because I'm greasy and gross. Once I'm naked and not afraid, I take out my hair and when I go to turn the water on, I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror. Woof, I look beat, bags under my eyes, and wow my hair really is greasy... I try not to look too hard at myself or I might forget that I'm supposed to be showering.

What a lovely shower it was, not really, just the regular routine stuff, but now I feel clean and I'm ready for sleep. I feed Gus a little snack and set my alarm before shutting off my lights and falling right to sleep. Kind of a boring day, except for that boy...