“Hey, you.” he said, while walking besides me.

“Oh, hey.”

“How was you first day at the school?” he asked me.  I just smiled, and laughed a little.

“Just fine thanks.”

“Well that’s good.”

“Yea, I finally made some friends.” I told him. 

“Finally?” he asked stopping walking. “What do you mean?” oops I can’t believe I just said that.

Quickly covering myself, I told him, “oh, I just thought it would take some more time, yea know, to make such good friends at this school.” “Oh. Well that’s good.” he told me, obviously believing me. I tried to start walking again, but Brandon stood in front of me. I tilted my head a little to the side, wondering what he was doing. “Look.” he told me. “There’s this party Friday…” “…which is tomorrow.” I added in. “Right.” he laughed a little. “Well anyway, I wondering if you would like to go with me. As my date?” I stood there shocked. This is different, I thought to myself. He seems like a nice guy, and one date shouldn’t hurt. Even though he is Jake’s older brother, I wouldn’t leave Jake as my friend just for Brandon. I nodded, and saw a smile light up on his face, but once again there really was no light about it. This time it seemed darker than before. Man, sometimes I wish I didn’t have this stupid gift, which also allows me to tell certain things about people through hints like that, then life would be so much easier. I mean, he seems nice, I don’t think anything could go wrong, so I decided to ignore that stupid feeling I had inside. “I’d love to.” I told him. “It sounds like a lot of fun.” We walked, not saying a word, the rest of the way to my house. He looked it up, and down and nodded. What for, I don’t know. It seemed like he didn’t want me to say anything, or leave so I didn’t. We just stood there in silence. Sometimes I wish I didn’t know what people want either, because usually I end up doing it, even if I don’t want to. I just like making people happy. He finally broke the silence. “Nice place.” he told me, not looking at me. I smiled and faced him. “Yea, it is. But you really didn’t have to walk me home. I would have been fine.” “No really I wanted to.” he told me. “But I best be going now. I’ll pick you around seven here okay.” “Alright. See you later.” I told me. He leaned in, and kissed my check again. I returned it with a smile, and just walked into my house. Know one was home, like usual. What, with school for me, and work for him, we sometimes go a couple days without seeing each other. My dad isn’t one of those kinds of dads that have to keep track on everywhere I go. He has, my number, and he trust me. that’s good enough for him. I’m not complaining, bur I kind of wish we were closer sometimes. Sometimes, sometimes the house feels empty, almost lonely.. I walk up to my bed room and finish unpacking. There. I think to myself, as I look around the room. The black and neon green paint on the walls look amazing with my black and neon green bed spread. There’s a black barely, but still see through drape hung  over the bed from the ceiling to the right of my room, from the doorway. There’s a walk in closet to the left, and the door for that is rainbow neon colored beads. Next to my bed, along side my wall are two guitars. One of them is a electric, and the other is an acoustic. The hard wooden floor felt cold on my bare feet, and the wind blew through the open window, that leads out to a balcony opposite from my door. I walk over to close it. In the middle of closing it, I thought I saw a black figure standing outside. I take a second look, but realized its just a tree or something. Feeling like an idiot I close the window, and lock it. I shrug off my clothes, and put on shots, and a tank top. I lay down on my bed, and stare aimlessly at the lava lamp on my bedside table. The little wax lumps floating up and down keep me in a sort of trance. “TELL ME I’M FORGIVEN SAY YOU’LL AKWAYS BE MINE SAY THAT EVERYTHING IS OVER, TELL ME I’M FINE…NO ONE DESERVES TO LIVE LIKE THIS” the ring tone for my cell phone, knocked me out of a thoughtless day dream. It was already starting to get dark, so I wondered who was calling. “Hello?” I asked, answering my phone. “Hey honey.” “Hey Dad. What up?” “nothing really sweetie, but I was wondering if you will be okay at the house alone for a couple of days.” “oh, yea, of coarse I will. What for though?” “Just work. My boss wants me to go up to their weekend home and meet with his family. You know, like I did with the last boss? Its just something they do when you get a job in a new place.” “Oh, okay. Sounds like there liking you already.” I told him with fake enthusiasm.   “Yea. If this goes well then maybe I will be able to bring you next time.” He told me while I rolled my eyes at the phone.  “Alright Dad, I’ll see you Monday then.” “You sure your going to be alright?” he asked me. “Yes I’m sure. I’ve done it before, remember.” I reassured him. “Yea, but not in a comply different house and neighborhood, or state for that matter…” “Dad” I cut him off. “I’m fine. Just go and make a good impression.”  “Alright, see you soon then. Goodbye.” “Bye.” I hung up the phone, before he could say anything. Like I said before, I didn’t see my dad much, but when we talk he dose care about me. I just wish we could see each other more. I stole a glance over at the clock. It was ten already. ‘Where did the time go?’ I thought to myself. I made my way over to my bed, and got under the soft, warm covers, and feel into a dreamless sleep. There’s something bright and irritating in my eyes. I open them to see what is was, but they scream back in protest. I quickly shut them again. Dam sun, I thought. I looked at the clock. Seven. I groaned and rolled out of bed. I quickly jumped in the shower. After I was done, I dried myself off, and got dressed in some black shorts, and a gold colored tank top that had black wings on the back. I felt to lazy to tease my hair this morning, so I just dried, and straightened it. I applied black eye liner, which I hate going without, and then looked at myself In the mirror. Not bad, but I still thought I looked pretty ugly. I added some hair spray to my dirty blonde hair at the last minute to make sure it wont frizz on me, grabbed my bag, and headed out the door for school. I didn’t see Brandon at all so I popped in my head phones happily. Music always makes me happy. I walked all the way to school listening to the sweet sound of Marilyn Manson, and Mindless Self Indulgence. Classes went by pretty fast as well, and before I knew it I was eating lunch with Jen, Matt, and Jake. Still no Raven. I was kind of hoping to meet him today, but I guess I won’t be able too. He wasn’t in Math either. By the end of the day I was so tired, I didn’t want to do anything, but I knew I was going to a party tonight, so the first thing I did when I got home was take an hour long nap. By that time it was five, and I have two hours till Brandon comes, and picks me up. I take another shower, and walk in my closet, trying to find something good to wear. I decide on just some plain black shorts that shape me well and a tank top. I dressed light think about how got its been and how hot I will probably be if I danced. I decided to dry my hair quickly and straighten it again. I wasn’t really in the mood to tease it and add my extinctions. When that was all done, the last think to do was my make up. I applied quick thick eye liner around my eyes and a little mascara on my lashes. Walking over to the mirror I looked myself up, and down. Not bad, I thought to myself. The time went by fast, and before I knew it I was waiting upstairs blasting my music waiting for Brandon to knock on my door, and Wisk me away to the best night of my life before we get married and have kids and….okay so maybe I was over doing it there, but hey, a girl can dream about a guy finally taking interest in her and possibly loving her, cant she?