The shadows within

A woman rushed through the hall, finding herself being late once again because of oversleeping. She was just walking into the school as someone was coming out, and they bumped into each other. The young woman fell to the floor, her hands scraping painfully on the small rocks littering the sidewalk entrance. She heard a small groan and she looked up ready to curse at the man as she saw him walking away. Instead what she saw was the man who had bumped into her, and he was holding his fairly large hand out to her. She just stared at his hand in shock. Nobody had ever bumped into her and offered her a hand to get up.

"Uh, you okay?" His surprisingly deep voice rung out from his mouth in an confused manner. She finally looked up to his face and she gulped as she slowly nodded. He was cute and she couldn't say that about really anyone. She slowly put her small hand in his and he held onto her hand with a firm grip, then pulled her up quickly. He made sure she was steady before letting go and apologized. "I'm sorry for bumping into you, I wasn't looking where I was going." She shook her head and finally spoke. "No, I should be the one to apologize. I wasn't paying attention when I was rushing here. I'm sorry." She bowed her head a little in a matter of respect.

He just chuckled and he put his hand on the top of her head, then she looked up in confusion. "I guess, we're both sorry then. So, now we're equal." She smiled and giggled at that. "I guess we are." They both laughed together, not caring about an act or hiding who they truly are from each other. They were themselves and they felt very comfortable around each other for some odd reason. Even though they just met, they feel like they can be themselves and just be comfortable in their own skin. I know I recognize him, since I have seen him around the school but this is the first time that I have actually talked with him. Why do I feel such a strong connection with him? She thought.

Why do I feel like I can be myself around her? I feel like I can talk to her for hours. Why do I feel such a strong connection with her? What makes her so special? They both laughed together then they calmed down eventually. "So, what class were you rushing to exactly?" He eventually asked her as they began walking side by side. "Oh, I was walking to Honors English." His eyes widened and then he smiled at me and shook his head. "So, I am guessing you're a writer then?" Her eyebrows shot up in shock and then she smiled at him as they started walking the direction of the class. She nodded and made eye contact with him. "Yes, actually. I have always loved to write ever since I can remember. I have always tried to follow my dream as much as I could. Where were you walking from?"

Anger briefly flashed through his eyes for a moment before his eyes softened once again as he looked at her. "It's not important for right now. I will walk you to your class before I leave. I wouldn't want you to run into someone else on the way." He smirked and she just rolled her eyes and looked at him with worry flashing through her eyes. "Are you sure that I am not bothering you? You have some place to be right?" Her tone was soft and filled with worry as she looked away from him because of her embarrassment. He smiled softly at her and he sighed happily.

"I promise you that everything is alright. If I really was in a rush then I would've left you on the ground and rushed to wherever I needed to go. So, don't worry about it." He reassured her and she still looked away from him in embarrassment. He smirked and then he put her hair behind her ear so that he could see her face. She looked at him surprised by the sudden movement and his sudden closeness. "You okay, beautiful? You look a little red." At his words she blushed even more but then she realized what he asked. She got a playful angry look and smacked his shoulder lightly. He exaggerated the jerk when she slapped him.

"I didn't even smack you that hard! Also don't call me that!" She glared at him as he laughed lightheartedly. "Well, I never got your name so I can basically call you whatever I want." She sighed and then shrugged. "I never got your name either, so don't blame me." She replied back and he laughed again. So she just giggled along briefly. Without realizing it, they had reached her classroom and they both sighed and shrugged in realization. "Well that's true. So, what's your name beautiful?" He smirked and he put his hands into his pockets while she just rolled her eyes.

She lightly shoved him with her shoulder as she walked to the door. "My name is Layana, Layana Beauty." He went still for a moment and then chuckled briefly. She just raised an eyebrow in confusion. He turned around and started walking away. Her eyebrows furrowed in anger so then she yelled, "Hey! I never got your name, you b*st*rd!" He howled in laughter and then he puts his hand up holding up two fingers together (pointer and middle finger). "It's Niran Anderson to you, beautiful. See ya around, Layana." Layana's eyes widened briefly as he did a mock salute.

She then smiled and shook her head as she stared at his back muscles clenching and flexing with every move that he makes. She smiled as she just went into the class and she sat down just before the bell. Both of them were smiling the rest of the day and they never stopped thinking about each other no matter what. Let's give a little insight on both of them, shall we?

Layana had just gotten out of the shower and had gotten dressed. She was now in her room, brushing her hair while she swayed and smiled. She didn't even realize she was swaying until she opened her eyes and saw herself swaying in the mirror. She didn't mind one bit actually and she just let it happen while she closes her eyes and resumes humming. She couldn't stop thinking about him for some reason. It was just something that was so attractive to her in a way that she couldn't stop thinking of him and hoping she would see him again.

She put down her brush finally and flopped on her bed. She sighed happily and her cheeks started to even hurt as she smiled and even squealed as she thought of his muscles clenching when he walked and made a single movement. She then opened her eyes and her smile vanished as she stared blankly at the ceiling. 'What is wrong with me?! I haven't been this happy in a very long time, so why is one guy able to erase my thoughts from the past? What is it about him that just makes me feel like everything from my past could be erased from my mind? Whatever it is, he is definitely someone that can make a difference in my life.'

Her thoughts were cut short as she slowly drifted off to sleep in a very comfortable position might I add. She thought about the image of him laughing without a care right beside her. It put a smile on her face and she fell asleep with that smile on her face. She had the best she has ever gotten in a long time and she didn't regret thinking about him for the rest of that day. Hell, she even dreamed about him. Not that she minded.

Now to see what Niran is up to.

He had just gotten done visiting the hospital and he got changed, ate food, and is now in bed thinking about her. He smiled as he thought of her laugh and her adorable reactions to when he called her beautiful. He sighed in content as he lied back on his bed and he put his arm over his eyes. His thoughts went back to her and her laugh. He was glad that he was in the right place at the right time because that's why he met her. He could almost immediately feel his point of view instantly change when he saw her look up at him. Her eyes were this shade of bright light blue. The shade seemed to glow in the sunlight.

Her long hair caressing her soft, tan skin. Her hair, a perfect shade of brown. Not too light but not too dark, just perfect. He could lay there and think about her for hours, days even. Just something about her makes him so interested in her like never before. Sure, he has heard a lot about her but meeting her in person... It was just something else. Something that made him feel alive and on edge. He felt a deep connection, even if they just met. He drifted off to sleep to the thought of her in his mind.

That day was the start of something new. Something that will change them in a good way. Ever since that day, they won't be able to stay away for each other. They will have that need to see each other and talk whenever they can. They are now obsessed with seeing each other again and nobody can change that. The question is, when will they see each other again? What happens when they do? What will they're relationship become? Who will they become? But most importantly.....

Will they learn to love together?

It had been a week since I last saw him. Too long to be exact. Crystal, my friend since elementary is becoming very worried and it has me stressed out. She worries too much about me, and it has been going on since I was almost raped. I shuddered at the very thought of those filthy men. 3 men to be exact. I was scared that day and that was the day that I told myself that 'If you won't protect yourself, who will?' From that day on, I was closed off and reserved. Until I met him..

Just something about the energy that he gives off, makes me wanna stay. It filled me with a sense of relief and safety. Those two things are feelings that I haven't had in a long time. He is different. Different from the others. We are one in alike. Though I know, there is more than what meets the eye. Just him in general, makes me just think nonstop about him. Like what I have been doing this past week. Every time I think of him,