Preface

I could hear my heart beating like an engine out of control. I was walking along a dark lobby. All I heard were dogs howling and the sound of the wind whooshing the trees. I ran fast till my feet grew soar. Then I got cornered, there was no escape. This was it, the end to my journey. I closed my eyes; and prayed that this would be over with. I thought about him, he was the reason I was here. And I knew in my heart, he was the reason of my existence. I just wished he was here with me, comforting me, saying it's alright just like he always did; but we we're given a short span of time; and we didn't make it. We never got to bid goodbye, the most painful thing to say. I thought about where he maybe now, was he in the brink of danger like me? or was he safe, that made me smiled. If he were out of danger, that would bring peace to my mind. I would die happily, he was alive. I wiped my last tear and stood up. This was for him. I would face the creature with my very soul so that he would be safe. I'd risk mine for his. Isn't that what love is? Selflessness. I knew that if the slayer headed to my direction, he was out of harm's way. I grabbed the necklace that symbolized our deep love for each other, held it tight in my heart and faced his golden eyes. He was facing me, growling with a fierce look. I approached him, ready for what was about to come. Death.

Glimpse

...August 22,2009...

....5:40 a.m.. Reyes' home....

I woke up with my hair a complete mess. I looked out the window and saw darkness. The clock said it was 5:40 a.m. I got up and put on my slippers. I went to the dining room drowsily. I was in no mood to eat breakfast. There was a box of cereal at the cupboard. I grabbed it before my little sister could. She put on a pout face and turned to get the milk. I laughed in my head and poured the last batch of cereal on my bowl. I started to chew and saw Abigail, my sister, eat the leftover from last night's dinner. She hated rice; but of course she had no choice. Our mom had taught us to always eat breakfast before we leave. She said it was energy. "Zairian Alexa Reyes, did you do your homework?". The irate voice made my head turn. My mom was coming and by the tone of her voice, she had just found out I was up all night texting. I looked at Abigail with piercing eyes. That little brat. Typical of her rat me out. There were piles of homework; but my laziness conquered me. I couldn't help it. I just nodded and rushed to the bathroom. My mom couldn't say a word. After checking I was prepped up for... school, I rushed out of the house and rode a cab.

Sensed

...August 22,2009...

....6 a.m.. MCA....

I payed the taxi driver and left the cab. School again, another daily routine. Another boring day. My books were cradled in my arms and bag at my back.  My heart was beating fast, I had a hunch. What's gonna happen? I'm feeling different.  I was gonna face it someday, I took the first step and let out a sigh. My classroom was on the 3rd floor. Once I reached it, I was out of breath. I entered and there were lots of hi's and hello's, so I answered them back. I sat on my chair and placed my books on the compartment. I looked around and was surprised. There was a new guy in our classroom. He was wearing a black jacket with matching shirt, shoes and pants to go with it. His bangs were covering his beautifully shaped eyes. Was this love at first sight? I laughed at myself. Definitely not. He was so not my type. I approached my group my friends. "Who's the new guy?" , I asked them. They looked at me with dreamy eyes. "That's Ethan Keithler, the most charming guy in this classroom.", they said it like a choir. That was so weird. He wasn't that attractive. Since when are they attracted to a emo kind of guy? Well, It didn't surprise me since my group of friends always had opposite opinions with me. Though he was kind of cute. I shrugged the thought, in no way will I like a guy who wears eyeliner darker than me. The bell rang and we sat on our seats. The chair beside me moved, I was surprised since our adviser never assigned a person to that seat. I'm tall so I always sit at the back, and we we're few so there's wasn't enough to be my seatmate

Name calling

...August 22,2009...

....6:30 a.m.. MCA....

He was there, just an inch away. The new guy. Should I say hi? No, he must make the first move. I stared at the opposite direction. Our teacher, Mrs. Speedler, was lecturing something about our performance, or was it the rules of the school? I didn't really care. I wasn't even listening. It seemed so quite around my place, though it usually is especially with a teacher in front.  I slowly turned my attention to my seat mate, and he was actually sleeping. I laughed in my head, finally a student who actually isn't hypnotized by the teacher. I wonder what his name is? Shouldn't our adviser be introducing him by now? Instead she's having a state of the nation address. I smirked, little did i know, our adviser heard it. She looked straight into my eyes with that  look. I took a deep breath as she said my name. I stood up, ready to hear her whatever she was going to give me. I was surprised when she said, "Ms.  Reyes, would you mind introducing to the whole class our new student?".  I didn't know what to do, me and my "seat mate" didn't even say a word to each other for the whole 30 minutes. How was I suppose to know his name? I suddenly remembered what my friends said slash squealed. "that's is Ethan Keithler", I said without haste. I observed that everyone was looking at me including the new kid. Mrs. Speedler let me take a sit. As i did, Ethan was staring at me? I guess he was surprised I knew his name. I didn't look, I was too shy, I guess. He realized that and went back to his slumber.