I'm brushing my thick mass of auburn hair as carefully as I can with all the knots that have
accumulated today. I should be reading some boring packet about eukaryotic cells and the
first life on earth, but I don't really want to nor do I really care about its subject matter
since you do not believe in it. I know how you feel now... miles away and what seems like
years apart. I didn't talk to you today... but I have so much to tell you! Even as I'm typing
this, thoughts scatter through my mind... What if Logan is on? Jeez I miss him... lousy bum
making me wait for him *laugh* I still love him...

The first time I looked into your dark brown eyes rushes to mind. A hot, humid summer day
with only a few gusts of rejuvinating breezes. I'm in shorts, and a tanktop... my pale white
legs still manage to embarass me even when I'm in the shelter of this record store. I'm
feeling self concious as I enter the aisle where I can find my favorite band at the moment,
Savage Garden. I'm quietly humming Truly Madly Deeply, my ideal of true love and my
favorite song of all time. I almost run smack dab into your chest. I stop myself and edge
back. Embarassed and giggling the little girl I am, I slowly raise my eyes up. I blush hard
to find a pair of hard, earth colored eyes staring straight at me. Light brown hair with a
tint of red in it hangs loosely before your eyes, still in the position it was before I stumbled
into you. Your hair is exactly how I like men's hair... slightly disheveled but in a romantic
sort of style, and cut off around your neck, your bangs only a little shorter. You loom over
me, about 5 foot 10 with a skinny but muscular build. I smile meekly, feeling as if I have
awoken some gargoyle or stone lion. Oh whoa... I think slowly as it dawns on me. He's
cute!!! Not the approachable type though, I ruminate. Like an angel God's decided to drop
on me. You've returned to suveying the CD you have picked out. I take a closer look at it
out the corner of my eye, since I'm pretending to look for a CD by the Spice Girls, the next
rack over. Its Savage Garden, and exactly the CD I wanted to buy. I sigh, trying to catch
some of your attention, but as I later found out, you're not the type to listen to a
stranger's sighs.

“You like Savage Garden?” I manage to croak out.

“Eh...”

“I do... I was gonna buy that CD, thats why I was wondering...” I reply a little too quickly.

You shift your gaze over to me, not too fast but just on time to see me blush even deeper.
A smirk spread over your face.

“Well, there is more than one copy you know.” I'm entranced by the silkiness of your
voice, so I miss the message. There's an accent to your voice, one I've never heard
before. Its not until you pass me another copy that I snap out of my trance.

“Ohh hee!! Thanks...”

“You're welcome. “

The silence is a little too much for me. I think depserately for a conversation starter. My
usual pick up lines are not what I want to use right now. The way you've slumped slightly
into silence unnerves me. I see a sadness in your eyes, one with such power and
illuminance I want to shrink back. However, I am getting into this game of trying to pry you
out of that little shell you seem to slip into unless its absolutely essential that you come
out.

“My name's Faith... whats yours?”

“ Logan.”

“Not a man of many words, are you Logan?” My words are met with another solid stare.

“Heh!” I let out a nervous half-laugh, hoping to ease the tension. Needless to say, it didn't
work. “Are you from around here?”

“Not really.”

“Where are you from?”

“Illinois, originally.”

“where are you from now?”

“do you usually ask strangers this many questions?”

“well no... just.... you're handsome.” HANDSOME! What kind of word is THAT, dipwit? I
think.

However, the lion grins. “Well thank you Miss Faith.”

“Hey... uhmmmm... do you want to take a walk with me?” I can't believe I'm being this bold
and outgoing. Asking a total newcomer to take a walk with me? Especially one who seems
like an outsider?

One who's definetly not predictable. You seem to lighten up and reply, “Sure, lets get our
CDs and get out of here. My little brother's wandering around here somewhere, but I'll
send him back the hotel or something... I'd like to speak with you alone.”

I gawk. I didn't think it was possible for you to USE that many words at once.

You smile and scoop up your CDs and pluck mine out of my hand, walking over to the cash
register to pay for both.

As I remember it, that day seemed to end a few hours before it should have. But our
relationship didn't... Its been a little over a year now, and it seems like it will never end.
And for that I'm happy, and always will be... for it seems I've found you, my knight, my one
love forever.