Unease

Chapter 1: Under The Street Lamp

      I woke to the sound of my alarm clock and rubbing the sleep from my eye, I sat up. untangled herself from the sheets. It was still dark outside but the pinkish hue to the sky showed it was morning. The window was open. Weird. She always had it closed ever since Daniel, her older brother banned her from sitting on the roof. The breeze flowed through the curtains, making them dance. I stumbled over to my window and pulled down the window, almost tripping over a firetruck my brother had probably left in there. I pulled my curly auburn hair into a ponytail and slipping an oversized sweater over my head. 

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        I stepped across the threshold of the door, carefeul not to wake Daniel and traveled to a park I passed driving here. I sat in the grass and pulled out a notepad. I had been hoping for an inspriration to break through my troubled thoughts, when I heard leaves crunch beside me.

"Hi." I looked to my left, to which I was greeted by a large pair of converse. What kind of teenage boy got up this early?

I dropped my thing and stoodup. The guy didnt smile, which only made me more uncomfortable. 

"I don't know you. Do you usually go around sneaking up behind people? You must have alot of friends." 

"Not at the moment", he said simply. I looked him in the eyes, but they were un-nerving. I held my stare, he was calculating me.

"Are you from here?"

"I guess you could say. Je suis nouveau ici." 

"You are French."

"No, I am just a lover of languages."

I nodded and picked up my pencil and pad from the ground. "Well, I'll be going now... Cause my mom knows I'm here and she'll be worried if I don't get back",I lied desperately. Yeah the guy was attractive but not attractive enough for me not to notice how weird  he was acting.

"Oh at three in the morning on a Saturday? I doubt it," he said stepping closer to me. "You have interesting eyes."

I looked up at his face and my breath caught in her throat. His eyes were a pale olive color but they were bright. In fact brighter than mine. He had perfect bow-shaped lips that were now hinting at a smile. His hair was mostly ghost white. He had milky pale skin and his hair lied across his cheek as his head was at an angle. It was like he was calculating me, determining my worth. I knew those eyes, I knew those lips.. I shook my head. No way. Not possible

"I must be going now, or I'll be in trouble."

"Yellow, and luminous, like a cat's." 

"Yeah, bye." I was about to turn around when her grabbed my arm, sending a shock like static up my arm to my spine. I yankedm y hand away from him.

"Walk with me," he said simply and suddenly I felt compelled to do so. I wanted to. It just felt wrong. Very wrong.

"I don't think I should," I said and took a step back .He looked at me confused.

"C'mon." He didn't intimidate me at all, but maybe I should've felt intimidated. Maybe he would follow me home. I thought about Daniel. I walked with the odd boy towards my house. I walked right past it, and looked at the houses, memorizing thir color and size, so I would find my way back.

"Listen, Im new here and I thought you might serve well as a .. friend?"

I stopped and turned around I was unable to see my house from here."Listen whatever it is you are up to, I am not interested. Especially in making friends. I have all the friends I'm gonna need. Just ask someone else."

His eyes smiled, but he didn't reply.

"Okay you are wierd, creepy, and quite frankly I don't like you. I have tried to be nice but I really don't want to be. I am going home, and hopefully I won't see you at school."

He looked oddly amused for someone who had just gotten rejected and told off. I walked towards my house, but I could feel his eyes burning into my back.

"Wow, you must have alot of friends," he called. I turned around, but he was already walking in the opposite direction. 

A/N: This is a trial period. I am unsure as to whther I should keep this portion of the story.