Chapter 4: The Crowd

"I'm sorry about your mom," Kat says sympathetically. She was still getting her side of the room together, while my side was already done.

"It's fine really," I lie. The truth was nothing could make it better. Seeing her body gasping for air, covered in blood, was all I saw every time I shut my eyes. I miss her and I should have spent more time with her. "So, it looks like we have no classes together," I say changing the subject.

"Yeah, that sucks," she says before grabbing my schedule. "At least we're dorm mates."

"Yeah. College is officially going to suck," I say before leaving to get some coffee from the downstairs cafeteria. I can only be social for so long before I shut down completely. It just made me sad to communicate with people. No one understands me and when I think I'm getting to know someone for who they really are, they turn out to be liars or bullies.

When I went in the shop, I got my order and sat down. I love Kat but sometimes you need a break from her. She is kind of clingy and nosy. She loves drama and always finds herself in the middle of it. I on the other hand am the complete opposite. That's probably why we get along so great. We balance each other out.

I start to draw to pass some downtime. I needed a brain break and drawing always helps with that. I decide to draw my mom with a pair of purple wings behind her. She's my guardian angel and I want to put it up on my wall. Drawing her relaxes me and reminds me that she's in a better place. Right when I finish the outline and details, I put up my art supplies in my backpack and try to finish my coffee.

As I was sipping my coffee there was a lot of commotion. Every girl started to crowd around something. Of course, when I come for peace and quiet, I get loud noises and fan girls. I couldn't even leave because they were crowded by the door. Unless it's Beyoncé, it's not that deep for them to be acting like this. I finish my coffee and throw it away while getting a closer look at what I'm going to have to go through just to leave this area.

When I decided I couldn't take it anymore, I pushed my way through the crowd to leave. I now see what they were screaming over. It was like an angel was in the room. He was gorgeous. His dark hair and abs poking out of his shirt made even I stop and stare. He had this glow about him that made it impossible to ignore his presence. As I started to make my way out, I bump into him.

Immediately, I feel a small shock when his arm moves against mine. Goosebumps start to creep in, and I can feel my face getting hot. There's something about him I just can't get over. Like I feel an extreme sense of Deja vu. I know I've never met him before because I'd never be able to forget. But there's something familiar about him that I just can't shake.

"Sorry," I say over the screaming girls. I smile weakly trying not to let on I'm embarrassed.

"No. It's fine," he says while looking at me intently. For a brief moment we stare into each other's eyes. It was like our souls connected. For that brief moment I forgot all about my mom, school, everything. He was the only thing that mattered. Now I see why he has a fan club; how could you not fall for him. As he's looking at me, all I feel is peace. Peace I've been searching for my entire life.

How was he able to make me feel like this with just a simple glance? Was he cupid, and shot in arrow into me without me knowing? Did he pull some witchcraft and make every girl in school fall in love with him? I've never seen a guy so, likable. So popular and famous. Maybe he's a celebrity and I just don't know who he is. There's a lot of celebrities I don't know and it's veery likely. If he is a celebrity, why is he staring at me though? I'm not special or attractive enough.

I break contact and focus on leaving. As I continue to leave, I felt his gaze weigh on me, so I walk around the corner quickly so he can't see me. I stop and take a deep breath to calm my nerves. I can't believe that just happened. I never in a million years thought a guy like that would stare into my soul. I never even thought a guy like that would even look at me at all.

I've never had a boyfriend before, so I don't know how to flirt or what someone that's attracted to me looks like. I'm sure he's probably not going to but, if he makes a move on me, how am I going to respond? What is the proper way to accept a date and what do you even do on dates? Clearly, I'm getting ahead of myself and need to stop assuming he even liked me. He could've been annoyed that I bumped into him and he could be a jerk. All people that popular are jerks. They just use people to get to the top and I don't feel like being used anytime soon.

I head back to my room ready to tell Kat what just happened. I kind of wish she was there to see that with her own eyes. She would've tried to make a move on him without a doubt. She's pretty so he might actually like her and because I don't know if I'd even like him, they might be cute together as well. Nah, I would be annoyed if they started talking. I felt like we had a connection.