When strangers stare

Words that come to life

The winds were calm. Samantha was out walking her dog. Trees shadowed over her sending dark vibes. The past held unforgettable moments of her childhood. "Woof! Woof!" Barked the white poodle wagging it's ears. "What is fluffy?" Samantha held her dog. She sensed danger nearby. A black cat was spotted. Fluffy had to chase after it. " come here you silly!" Cried Samantha almost falling onto the grass. The sun shone brightly. "Are you okay?"Samantha turned to see a man. Blue eyes and dark blond hair. " are you fine miss?" He asked again. Samantha felt foolish for staring too much. "Sorry," she started to say. "It's just that my dog ran away."

The boy chuckled. "I see them running in circles on the next block." He pointed to a bakery shop. Fluffy and the cat were nearly killing each other.The baker watched fiercely through the window. It was a busy day at her line and it felt more difficult when there was two pets fighting. Just as she was about to stop the commotion-"Fluffy!" Samantha cried and ran. "Well i never." Said the baker crossly and went inside the bakery. "Naughty dog!" She cried at once she got hold of fluffy. She then thanked the boy and went home for tea.

Samantha sat at the table. Her family was chatting while eating the kidney pudding. She felt lost in the blues. Giant windows reflected sun rays onto her pudding. "Why are you not eating?" Asked her mother, concerned. Fluffy ran about under the table. Mr burly, the father of the family shouted at the dog. "What has gotten into you!" He cried yanking his chair. "You  can say the same to our daughter." Said mrs burly throwing a amused look at Samantha. " no mom , i just felt a little bored." Her pudding stayed untouched. "Are you going to eat that?" Asked her foodie brother Jackson. "You may, i don't feel like it." With those words she excused herself and ran upstairs.

"It's not about boredom Jane." Said Samantha on the phone later that evening. "Whatever that. Did you finish the assignment?" Asked her colleague, who was not interested in what Samantha wanted to say. With anger, Samantha hung up the call and flopped onto the pink bed spread. "No one understands me." She muttered, playing with her music box. " except you." She said when fluffy toppled beside her. The moon shined between the dark trees. She was all alone with the dog in her room. Drawings of mystic creatures stared at her. It was what she had drawn during her childhood. After setting into college, she ran out of time for drawing. Her parents persuaded her to study and become great. "There are other meanings of becoming great." She believed. "Grades does not define who i am."  It was true but the problem was that there were no other soul to share her concerns. To understand her world and perspective. Samantha yawned with heavy eyes. "Maybe someday i will find that person."

The crashing storm hit the tins. "Woah!" Samantha woke up. Her face was all licked."ew." She checked it in the mirror. Of course her hair was a mess and there were bags under her eyes. "So much for being beautiful." She groaned at her hair. "You look great missy!" She noticed Jackson, teasing and making funny faces behind her. "Get out!" Samantha threw pillows at him. She hated to have "intruders" in her room. It was a school day. Samantha groaned a bit louder at that. She had to get dressed and get drowned in the puddles to reach Cambridge high.

Splash! Samantha slipped when she stepped on a gigantic puddle. At least she thought she slipped. A hand was holding her. "Oh you again." Smiled Samantha when she noticed it was the same man she met the day before. "Yes you go to Cambridge too?" He asked helping her up. It was still stormy on the skies and several students ran to reach on time. " yea what a coincidence." She laughed. Her coat was all wet and that made her shiver. "Here let me." The guy put his own coat around her. Samantha felt shocked. "Don't worry i have a spare coat." He kept talking."thank you, I'm Samantha." Samantha introduced herself. "Oh hi sam, the famous girl in the whole college." He joked. "I'm Carl, second year senior." "Well this is my first year." Sam said. "Oh holly! We are going to be late!" Carl checked his wrist watch. " talk to you later, sam!"