Chapter 1

Today was inevitably like all the others. I awoke to the annoying ping of my unforgiving alarm. Continuously hit it until it turned off. Ran a brush through my auburn hair, stared into my pale brown/hazel eyes ringed with light blue, scrutinizing every imperfection. Through on some black jeans, a white shirt, and the school uniform deep purple sweater. Walked downstairs to eat breakfast, having bland oatmeal, as usual. Grabbed my lilac and gray backpack and headed for the door.

"Hey, Luna! Remember, today is Cheerleading tryouts!" My step-mother chirped. Not only was she built like one, skinny with perfect features, but she was just as cheery as the girls on top of the pyramid of bodies.

"I will keep that in mind," I mumbled. Waving to her and closing the door behind me.

My doting step-mother sincerely wants me to be social and -mostly- be on the Cheerleading squad. I am more of an introvert, which she typically ignores, who likes to hang out with her own small group of friends.

I walk to the garage and get my royal purple bike. Riding the 1.5 miles to school. As I was securing my bike to a pole, I see something new. A shiny bright red Volvo parked next to the administrative office. New student? With a car like that? I examine for a moment, then turn and walk into the main school building.

I am always the first person to class, so I read. I walk to the Library and perch at one of the tall desks. I pull out a random book out of my backpack. Reading one of my favorite titles, Everything, Everything. A story about a girl who falls in love with a boy but she is sick, and she is forbidden to meet him. Mainly because she could die.

I was getting to the part where they travel to Hawaii when someone walked into the room. I check my watch and it read:

7:00 A.M.

Who would be here at this time? I look up and immediately freeze.

It is undoubtedly the most gorgeous boy I had ever seen.

Supermodel hair, soft brown with remarkable streaks of dazzling gold, and the most beautiful aquamarine eyes. His flawless skin had a suntan glow to it. He was clearly fit with muscles showing under his tight shirt. He had black jeans and a gray shirt with little purple markings. The muscles in his neck flecks when he turned his head around the room. His eyes falling on me. Slowly his eyes wandered up and down.

After a moment he spoke, " Hello, my name is Kane Alexander Woods. You are?" His voice was like honey, sweet and deep, with an accent I couldn't quite place.

"Hi, I am Luna Willows." My voice cracking a little. He seemed to notice, cocking his head to one side. I pushed memories of my mother out of my head.

"Luna Willows, huh? That is interesting." Kane says

"I guess this means we have Advanced English together!" Kane mused. He took a step towards me, causing me to stiffen. He moved a bit closer still, forcing me back into the wall. Kane was at least four inches taller than my above average height of 5'11. He smelled like lavender and pine. His charming smile made me forget how to breathe properly.

"Can you walk with me to my classes?" Kane chuckled.

"Uh, yeah." I tried and failed, to take a steady breath and glanced down at my watch, it read:

7:03 A.M.

We still have 57 minutes before school started. What were we going to do?

"Do you want a tour of the building?" I asked trying to compose myself, how can he just stand there and look hot? His lips pulled into a crooked smile, "I would like that, very much." His smile making me blush all over.

"Follow me, please," I whisper. Brushing past him, he caught my wrist. Tugging me back to him, making me trip over my own feet. Stumbling much too close to him.

"Umm. Sorry." I whisper gently. We were just a few possible inches apart.

"You look familiar, have we met in the past?" Kane inquired, examining my eyes. I would remember meeting a god/model.

"I don't think so?" It came out more as a question than a statement. He examined our interlocked hands, blushing a little. He led me toward the door.

I didn't even know this boy! And in an instant, I turned into this total girl! Every time our gazes met I had butterflies in my stomach. Yeah, I've had crushes before, but this was different. This was High School, the time that everyone is going to the discotheque, getting high and getting wrecked. I was planning on going to college before… any of that.

It took me a moment to realize I wasn't moving. Kane was staring eagerly at me with fierce intensity, "Sorry, but I … um… you look…" His words trailed off.

"Like a glorious mess, I know..." Pulling on the fabric of my sweater with my unoccupied hand, my other one was still in his. My eyes stared at our entwined fingers, and my fascinated gaze fluttered up to his.

"No, Luna, you look lovely," Kane said gently, immediately blushing. Making him even cuter somehow. I delighted in him blushing, perhaps more than I should.

His hand carefully slid to my elbow. My hand on his chest. My eyes slowly looked into his eyes, teal and now I could see speckles of gray, his attractive features relaxing. My rosy face slowly getting closer to his.

"- so that is when I was like, 'No! I am the head cheerleader!'." Katie McRouds squealed. As she strutted into the room, her superior smile fell.