THE BOLTER, xavier thorpe ²

IN WHICH . . . the all-time purple-loving, polaroid taking, record playing, and every-day romanticizer, michelle cruz falls for the one person she shouldn't. she can't. it's be a crime to love him.

XAVIER THORPE was one of michelle's best friend's brother, and she'd been warned about him. warned that he 'wouldn't treat her well', that he's skittish around girls, and mostly everyone, what with being psychic, and all that. but michelle saw past that. she saw the tortured artist behind the pained, faked front. and he matched perfectly with the tortured poet that hid behind her soft, happy front.

BUT THE GHOSTLY, vanishing part of michelle wants to take off at the first sign of fear. the first sign of distress, of uncomfort. and what was michelle afraid of this time? well, that'd be . . . love. she was scared to love xavier thorpe, lord knows why, and with her ghostly roots, she'd run. she'd always . . . run. it's what she'd been taught to do, it's all she knew how to do. so she ran. and she ran. and she ran.

AND, SOMEHOW, after all that running, she managed to make her way back home.

BACK HOME . . . to him.

BACK HOME . . . to xavier. right where she was supposed to be.