When The Clock Strikes Midnight (Norminah)

Chapter 1: The Beginning

Dinah Jane Hansen walked along the street, hoping to clear her mind so she could maybe fall asleep. It was around midnight, and she was slowley walking towards the huge bell tower. She spotted a figure standing by the tower, looking up at the huge clock on the top of the tower. As she walked closer, she realized it was a girl. But not just an ordinary girl, no. This girl was absolutley stunning. Her dark chocolate brown skin, her long, beautiful black hair that fell to the middle of her back. Dinah quickened her pace, hoping to talk to the girl. Dinah was openly lesbian, but she never really had a girl friend. Sure, she had a few little flings here and there, but nothing serious. She finally approched the girl, getting a closer look at her features. Her beautiful rounded face, her dark chocolate eyes, her perfectly shaped eyebrows. Dinah just stood there, a fair amout of space between them, waited for the other girl to notice her. The other girl seemed like she was in a faze, just staring up at the clock. Dinah looked up too, noticed that the big hand was on the 12. "BONG BONG BONG" The bell rung. That seemed to bring the girl out of her trance, finally noticing the other girl standing next to her.

"Oh! Um hello," the black skinned girl said, "I didn't see you there."

"Hi, I just came up here, you seemed to be in some sort of a trance," Dinah chuckled.

" Yeah, the clock really does that to me, it's just really beautiful, especially with the stars right above it, gorgeous," the girl explained. Dinah stared at her as she said this, taking in her beautiful looks.

"I agree," Dinah chimed in," What's your name?"

"And why should i tell you that, stranger," The girl said, raising her perfectly sculpted brow," You could be a serial killer for all I know."

"Well, seeing that is midnight, we are the only two people out here right now, and you just deeply explained to me why you were staring at the clock, and i haven't even attemped to kill you, you should know im no serial killer." Dinah said, smirking.

"Fine, im Normani Kordei," she said, "And you are?"

" Dinah Jane, but you can call me Dinah."

"Nice to meet you, Dinah," Normani said," And may i ask why you are out this that at night?"

"I should ask you the same thing miss Normani," Dinah said.

"Well I have trouble sleeping at night, and i like to just walk out here and think sometimes, you know?"

"Trust me, I know. I'm acually out here for the same reason as you are." Dinah said.