Who do you think you are? (BME)

"ARE YOU SATISFIED? ARE YOU HAPPY YOU MADE MY LIFE HELL?" it's a guy screaming. Reasonably cute, around my age and -WOW!- as tall as me. He's got a generally nice look but right now that face is twisted with rage. He looks like I always did. Angry, like the world has betrayed him. shut up Dane, he looks nothing like you. All I know is that screaming won't help. But that doesn't mean I can't help

Silently I walk up behind him and whisper, "You look angry, why don't you come and talk to me?" then I walk slowly back to where I was sitting and plop down on the wet sand. My dress is soaked and I notice that I'm shivering violently. But I sit there, smiling at him sadly and twisting my hair between my hands.

But for once I don't have flirting on my mind. Li-Li the succubus, the temptress, Has no intention of flirting? It's a sign of the apocalypse! [/i] Stop being jealous. Well this guy's not bad looking. But flirting is the farthest thing from my mind. Well, the kind of flirting I usually do... I can feel that this is one guy who I couldn't sleep with and throw away. That anger, that ferocious rage... I have a feeling this is a guy who wouldn't just irritate me, like everyone else, including Dane. I could get really mad at this guy.

Have I found a kindred spirit?

Possibly I think, But maybe I'm getting a little carried away. I don't even know his name.

"Depends on what we're talking about." I grinned in spite of myself. "Well I'm open to any topic, but I was primarily talking about the fact that you were screaming at the sky. Explanation?" as an afterthought I add "Oh and my name's Analie, Li-Li for short."

Ah so very charming. Forgotten me already? I'm trying to.

I'm still shivering but I find myself hoping the guy doesn't notice. Although, if I get hypothermia I won't be much for conversation. Oh well.

I sit there looking at the guy. And all seems to fade away.

"Hello, Li-Li. My name's James Fox. All friends call me Jimmy. Im screaming randomly into the sky because nobody calls me Jimmy. Sorry for that total buzzkill of an introduction but when your lifes a bitch, your introductions are always buzzkills. I vote we change the subject." I chuckle, guess he has no friends then. No wonder he'll settle for talking to me. "Well Jimmy, what do you suggest we talk about?" I wait for a moment then say "Oh god it's FREEZING!" for some reason this makes me chuckle again. Bad nights always put me in good humor. Is he giving me a worried glance? he'd have to be oblivious not to. Or he doesn't care, like everyone else.

I think for sure he's going to put his arm around me, or give me his jacket, or something. But do I want that? Part of me screams Oh yes you do! but maybe i'd like to start as friends with this one. Like Dane? Hey if he's different maybe I should break the mold.

Thinking Dane's name summoned him. He's not your type. Hmm. Don't I decided whats my type? Yup, maybe it's just to spite Dane, to show I don't need him anymore, but I've acknowledged that James is most defientely my type.

I smile at him and ask "Well, any conversation ideas?" I find myself staring into those blue eyes, suddenly ashamed that I'm wearing contacts, and he'll remember my eyes as being dark green on the night we met. I sigh and blink to pop the contacts out. Then I look back. My eyes are normal grey-green, which Dane always said looked like dusty grass. I blush and look away. Well now he's seen. My voice is raw as I say "Well, I can really talk about anything." I stare into the water, overwhelmed with memories, and of course the fact, -probably lost on him- that I just revealed a small portion of my real self. What'll he say next?

I tug the sweatshirt closer around my shoulders. "Well at least I'm not all alone in a tanktop, shorts, and flip-flops. And I'm not all alone either, you're here. I am so using your existence to prove you wrong here." okay it's less cold, thank god. But he still looks angry. "As for why I was all alone... Im not really a people person. I can count my friends on one hand." I held up two fingers. "So I have reasons to be alone... And I just came from a party... That would be the reason for the dress and high heels." I laugh and say "yup a loner at a party. Something you should definitely see sometime." I'm mumbling by the end, staring into his eyes, and I suddenly know that whatever attraction we have... It won't go away.

And then I'm kissing him.

I don't remember who moved in first. I don't remember if the other one pulled back. I just remember the explosion in my brain, in all my nerves, in every fiber of my being, as our lips met. It was gravitational. It started so slow, and then it got fast and desperate. It was like I was drowning, and his lips were a life-preserver. And it was also like the world disappeared. I couldn't remember either of our names, the only part of me that was alive were my lips.

And then it was over.

I sit for a moment watching his eyes, entranced by that blue that shifts from the color of the sky to the color of a robin's egg, with the faintest hint of a much darker blue around the edge ofthe pupil like the water when it's storming. The eyes of someone whose innocence has been shattered but who is trying so hard to live through it. I know because it's the same look that I always have in my dark eyes, which I can't think of as ugly inthis moment when he's staring into them so intently, no they must be emerald green and I know they're shining with love and the realization that, "Everything, my whole life, every happiness and every tragedy, the laughing and the crying, everything, has been leading me to this moment." I didn't want to say it out loud but the words keep coming. "this moment when I can feel beautiful and when I can feellike I'm not alone. Or maybe it's all been leading to you. I don't know." I run my hand over the pebbly sand, until m fingers just brush his. "What I do know, is that I've never loved anybody as much as I really truly love you right now. We're meant to be. That's the only thing I know. The only thing I need to know." I lean in to kiss hm again, and take his ferocious intensity to mean he knows it too.

{OOC: sry you gave me nothing to work with that's why it's so short. OFFICIAL START OF JANALIE!!!!!}