A little preview of the first chapter of the story. The fated meeting between our two boys.
Chapter I:
Strangers
I hate the rain. It’s inconvenient. It’s not that I mind public transportation. Every time I visit Lucy I make use of it. Driving in the city is a mess, and it’s even worse when it’s a torrential downpour outside. Like now. There’s traffic everywhere, which means Lucy’s going to be late coming home from work. I’m not in any better situation. The subway is stopped for repairs. I didn’t care to hear the details. I’m stuck, so it didn’t matter. At least the car isn’t full and I’ve got a distraction. “The Elegant Universe” has been my recent source of fulfillment in my never-ending quest for knowledge. It’s easy to zone out the chatter of annoyed riders while immersing myself in scientific explanation.
Or it would have been easy if it wasn’t for this one dick. He has to have some sort of issues. He’s been sitting across from me bobbing his head and tapping his feet to whatever crap he’s got blaring through the head phones. It’s probably some kind of death metal or obnoxious non-music. He looks the part too. Dark hair, smeared eyeliner, and gaudy colored bracelets make him look like a punk. I don’t know if his appearance offends me or if I’m just irritated by his whole manner. I want to tell him that the tapping is disturbing me. I slam my book shut catching attention. He jumps and I’m actually surprised that he could hear it. I shouldn’t be shocked, but I am when he looks up at me and he’s wearing neon green contacts. I can feel the eye roll coming on. He smiles and tilts his head in greeting at me. It’s not the reaction I’m expecting and instead of complaining about his thudding feet, I merely tip my head and look away.
