Lost Until I Met You

That Stranger

I was in a train. A boy sat in front of me. He kept staring right at me. I was looking back at him..his golden eyes held my brown ones. His hair was black and his skin was pale. His body was well shaped. Suddenly he standed up...

I woke up and breathed heavily.

My heart beat got faster and faster by this dream. That guy..I've never seen him before. But I felt the need to meet him. To touch him. To be with him.

this is crazy

I've never even met him before. I don't even know if his real. Maybe my mind just made him  up. My dream guy.

But he seems so real though...AH STOP THINKING ABOUT HIM!!

The sun was coming through my window and my bed was so comfortable that I didn't want to get up. After five minutes I decided to get up and take a shower.

I wrapped myself around my towel and chose my clothes. I got dressed and brushed my hair. I looked at myself in the mirror and was happy to see my white baggy crop with a pink tank top under it.My skinny jeans made my body's shape show and I was wearing black converse. I looked good enough for my first day of school. My aunt was eating at the table so I joined her. " Good morning " said my aunt smiling. I smiled back and said good morning back. " Is funny how you never told me your name..." I said looking down ashamed of not knowing the name of my own aunt.

" My name is Janely Walker"

"So that's the new last name I'm going to get?" if it is I like it.

She nodded and I clapped my hands... yes I clapped.

" Today I'm going to drive you to school...if you want?"

I thought about it and I guess that I don't want her to do more for me, she already done enough for me. " Nawh I'll just take the train" the train stops by the bridge in the front of her house so why not?

" Are you sure you'll be fine?"

I nodded my head and grabbed my bag. " call me if you get lost"

" I will"

I got out of the house and climbed the stairs towards the high bridge. I sat on the sit and waited for the train. While waiting I took my schedule out of my bag and took a look at it. They emailed it to my aunt.

Nim Miller, 12th grade.

1. Spanish -703

2. algebra -500

3. reading -602

4.biology -508

5.health -205

6.History -406

7.dance -610

It seems good. I can't believe I got dance class! I've always loved dancing. The train stopped, I went inside and sat at the last sit. No one was there , just me sitting there all alone. A couple of stops came by, people got in and got out, again I was the only one there. In the next stop a boy got in and sat in front of me. He stared at me and I couldn't stop staring at his... golden eyes.  His were like literally...golden. I've never seen a person like this before. His the boy from my dream. He was perfect with that soft looking black hair and pale skin. Well everyone that I've seen so far has pale skin, kind of weird. His eyebrows were the color of his hair and his lips full and pink. He was wearing a black t-shirt and  skinny black jeans. He standed up and grabbed me by my waist and pushed me against the metal wall of the train. I gasped surprised at his sudden action. He put his face on my neck and smelled it. Then he started it kissing it... He kept kissing up..until he got up to my ear and whispered " Your mine..and only mine."

What a sexy voice!

" I'm no ones property" I said back in a low voice.

He looked at me surprised. And with that  he grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the train when it stopped. "HEY LET ME GO!! I DON'T EVEN KNOW YOU!" He kept staring into my eyes that I felt hypnotised. "You know me.. you had a vision of me" . Vision? Isn't the meaning of that ,seeing something from the future or something?Wait how does he know this?! "  can he read my mind or something?

" Yes I could read your mind...i know everything about you."

"Oh really? then what do you know?" I asked with a tone as if ( I don't believe you)

" Your name is Nim Miller soon you'll be Nim

Walker, you don't know what happened to your parents, you moved from New York to here and live with your aunt" no one could read minds! is he even human? No one seems human around here..all of them are young and beautiful. " HOW DO YOU KNOW THAT?! ARE YOU A STALKER THAT IS GOING TO KIDNAP ME TO RAPE ME AND THEN THROW MY DEAD BODY IN A RIVER?!"

He looked at me sadly and came closer to me. His voice was gentle. " I would, never, hurt you, I will always protect you" Those words made me feel all tingly inside. I know that I should think he was crazy..but strangely I know that he isn't .

" whats your name?" my insides were dying to know. I needed to know..

"Im Hunter Underwood"

That name..so beautiful.

he chuckled and said thank you.

" thank you for what?"

" For complementing my name, yours is beautiful as well"

"OK THIS IS CREEPY STOP READING MY MIND!!"

This is really creeping me out .

He smiled down at the floor and apologized. " What are you?"

I asked him with pure  curiosity.

"You'll know soon enough" and with that my hand felt weird without his touch... He disappeared. The rest of the day passed and I didn't see him. He looked my age so I thought he was at my school. What if I never see him? I know I shouldn't give a fuck about it but no, it hurted so much the idea of not getting to know him. That afternoon I went home and did my homework. I closed my open window and went to sleep. That night I dreamed of Hunter. Hunter and his golden eyes...