The Summer Everything Changed

Chapter 4

Run.

This is the only word that came into my mind as I stood face to face with Leon Doyle. The bad boy of Greyland High.

Was he scary?

No. He was terrifying.

Does he drive a motorcycle?

Oh, yes he does. And it's pretty badass, might I add.

Does he look like he wants to kill me right now?

Yes, yes, and yes again. This wouldn't have freaked me out if he was some sort of baby faced angel with eyes that sparkled like the stars. But no. Leon's the ploar opposite. His dark brown hair is sloppy on top of his head (though it still looks pretty good), his matching eyes are as cold as the ocean in the winter, he's buff beyond beyond belief, and he always wears that typical bad-boy black leather jacket. The sight is enough to send shivers running down anyone's spine.  And, to put a cherry on top of that sundae, he has the same last name as Ian, that serial killer from Criminal Minds. Coincidence? I think not.

So, to fill you in on a few things, Leon was my neighbor for six years. Never said a word to each other. Never even cared enough to spare as much of a glance at one another. It wasn't like I didn't like him. He just scared me beyond wits end. Not that he cared, anyway. He was always off somewhere with his "cool" friends, probably getting high and doing illegal stuff. Oh god, I sound like my father.

Anyways, getting back on track. Leon moved last summer. Still in the area, just no longer my neighbor. Which, had no effect on me. We had no contact whatsoever, never mind a friendly relationship. I was just another weirdo who went to his school.

So, fast forwarding a bit, I'm in my bed on this Saturday morning, soaking up the sun from the window beside me.

Yup. That's my only form of interaction with the elements of the outdoors. Pathetic, isn't it?

But, that's when my mother calls me out of bed. Tells me to fix myself up to go pick up her order from the local coffee brewery down the street.

Like the lovely daughter I am, of course I oblige to her request.

I get up out of my bed, shower, change, and head to the coffee shop.

Sounds like a pretty normal Saturday morning, right?

Well that's what I thought too. Until I saw Leon there with his cronies, dazzling a crowd of chicks.

The bad boy is out of his natural habitat.

Maybe that's why I suddenly had the urge to talk to him.

My heart is telling me to go over there and holla at him, but my brain is telling me to just get my order and walk away like nothing ever happened.

In a way, I do both.

I walked over to the counter to get my order. So far, so good.

But then the curiosity my heart is pumping through my veins becomes too much to bare, and I take a sharp right, headed the complete opposite direction of the door.

To Leon's table.

I wasn't thinking when I made this decision. That's for sure. If I was, I would have done the sensible thing and just went home to continue on with my meaningless day.

I was walking quckly, my heart pounding in my chest.

No matter how much I wanted to stop my legs, I couldn't.

Then, I reached the table.

And they all looked up at me immediately.

"Yes?" Leon questioned.