When Things Change [Chapter 1]

       I don’t know how to start my story, but I’ll simply state that I’m going to try my best. My name is Jennifer Alice Cardwell and I’m 22 years old. I’ve never had a boyfriend, I haven’t had my first kiss, I’ve never been in love, and I’ve never BEEN loved either. I don’t know why, I have no feelings stir when a “Hot guy” Walks by; but I know for CERTAIN I’m not a lesbian. I’ve never had a problem making friends truly I’m beautiful, in an odd way. I have brown mossy hair that is wavy and swirls around my face and I have hazel eyes that are green or blue or gray occasionally. My body is nothing special, I have extra pounds on me but people tend to like my curves; I stand at 5’7 but I consider myself short because everyone always seems taller than me.

      Currently I sit in the collage library my friends surround me and they all whisper excitedly about an upcoming party being hosted at a nearby house south of the campus. I don’t really want to go but to hell with it I’m not going to be stuck inside all night while my friends party it up. I twirl my hair around my fingers slowly listening in on their conversation analyzing my options on what to wear. Someone taps me on the shoulder and I turn around to see my friend Blake standing there.

      “Hello there Baby Kins.” I say and scoot my chair to the side a bit so he can slip through. He blushes and even though he knows I have no feelings for him he reaches across pulls my face to his and kisses me lightly on the cheek. To many people he is very good-looking but to me he’s ok, nothing special. He holds his brown haired head high and his broad shoulders hold a thin body in place. His green eyes are soft and caring and his legs are long and lean. He smiles at me and I smile back leaning into my chair and shaking my head slightly.

     “Hey. Where are you going?” He asks and everybody looks at me as I slowly stand up and look down on them. I smile my biggest smile and shake my hair out of my face again my eyes meeting every single on of theirs as I shrug and swing my bag onto my shoulders.

     “I don’t know. I’m really tired I might go rest up before the party you know?” I ask and My other friend Shelby looks and me and stiffly shakes her head once to the side.

    “You just got here though.” She said loudly.

      “I know, Still tired though so I’ll catch you guys later.” I head backwards and trip over the chair as Blake looks at me confused. His kisses had never bothered me before but now for some I felt agitated and frustrated with myself. His worried look didn’t help as I gave them all a weak smile before turning around and walking away out the door of the library and into the cool brisk air. As soon as I got outside I felt better my heart calmer and the heat in my head cooling down I sighed deeply and walked down the side walk toward my dorm room.

        A group of guys were walking toward me on my side so I side stepped them and walked on the street they looked at me and then turned away like I said I was nothing special. My arms swung back and fourth at my sides and my head was down so I didn’t know where I was going my hand slammed into somebody’s thigh before my whole body did and when it did I fell backward onto my butt and my head hit the concrete floor. The last thing I heard was “Oh Shit.” And then I was out.

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         Ok. So its not everyday I run into a gorgeous girl and knock her unconscious. Stupid, Stupid, Stupid. I keep saying that to myself as I kneel down and look her over. Her face is beautiful and angular but not bony like most girls as thin as her, her brown hair is a soft color and frames her face quite beautifully and god her upper torso.. I look away and gently pick her head up off the road and run my hand over the back of her head checking for gashes but I feel none it was a clear hit. A bunch of people are looking at me and I smile weakly at them as I pick her up swiftly and set her down on the ground.

        I’m thinking two ways one part of my mind is in the panic mode and the other part of my mind is in the calm mode, oh which would I choose? I strip my jacket off and wrap it around her top as people come and huddle over her so really I have no choice at all. A couple people ask me questions and I just shrug, I don’t know her. “Sir, Call. Nine. One. One.” A man yells and I flip open my phone, I have no patience for this why me and why today? I dial the number just as a counselor runs up and snatches it out of my hand. I don’t wait around I stand up and walk out of the circle waiting for my phone as soon as she gives me my phone back I’ll leave I figure.

    “My head hurts.” Her voice is almost as beautiful as she is, Soft and high pitched but not too high pitched just perfect. A girl says I was the retard that wasn’t watching where I was going and I guess that’s true. She looks at me and tilts her head to the side and then I catch her eyes and I want to know her but she looks away and gets up slowly shaking her head and wincing. A guy wraps his arms around her and she leans into him, I shove my phone in my pocket and start walking. Oh well, she’s not my type anyways.