Chapter I (not named yet..sorry)

You see, my computer got a virus, so I lost the chapter of the last story I was working on..sorry about that..but I just started a new story. I'm hoping to keep going with this one. It depends on how many people like it, so if you like it and want to see more, drop me a comment and I'll keep writing if I can. Thank you for your patience.



Okay, I can do this, I thought as I walked down the long hallway towards his room.
He’s only a guy. It’s not going to kill you to talk to him. Just a friendly chat. That’s all.
We had just met up with this group from Colorado Springs. They were in need of some help and we were in need of some…well, help. You see, there’s this gang that has been hunting us for I don’t know how long. Maybe about three years or so.
They finally tripled in numbers, so they were definitely larger than we are. They had just recently launched a surprise attack on us, killing a few of our best fighters. So, you could say, we were in dire need of some help at this point.
I got to their door and froze.
What am I doing? We’re strangers. Why would they want to help us?
I was getting ready to turn around and go back to the den, when the door opened.
The very guy I was going to talk to stepped out and stared at me.
“Did you want to ask me something?” He said with a grin. Why was he smiling, and how did he know that?
“Um.. As a matter of fact, I was. We were wondering, the others and I, if your gang could possibly stay with us for a bit longer to help us out? You see,”
He help up his hand to stop me from continuing. “I know you lost a lot of people. And we’d be glad to stay and help. You helped us, so we would be honored to help you in return.”
I just stared at him not knowing what to say. Then finally I said, “Um, thank you. Your help is greatly appreciated.” That’s when I realized that the rest of his gang was standing behind him looking from him to me, seeing how our eyes were locked together.
It was like an imaginary force was keeping us from looking at anything, but each others eyes. It was really weird.
They were light blue, by the way. They were the shade of my favorite color. And when I looked into them, I saw mystery, bravery, strength, and warmth all hiding behind the confounds of his eyes. It was kind of cool, and strange all at once.
Then we both snapped back into reality pretty much at the same time. “Well, we are truly grateful for your cooperation and if there is anything that you need, feel free to ask me. And dinner is at six, by the way.”
With that I turned abruptly and walked away, with all five sets of eyes glued to my back.
I can’t believe I had the courage to do that. It’s not like they were thieves or anything, but I mean, he was handsome, and I’m….me. I mean, there’s nothing wrong being me, but sometimes it can be boring.
After you get used to all the fighting and butt-kicking, it can seem like a routine. Like your life is just one long routine going from day to day doing the same thing.
But now, that routine has been broken. Those people who died, my friends and family, are gone. I will never see them again, so therefore, my routine has been broken.
I’m just not sure if that’s a good thing or bad. I guess we’ll find out sooner or later. When the time is right for us to know. I just hope that time is soon.