Here Comes the Sun

Chapter 1- Rose

I looked in the mirror at the outfit I had picked out for the party I didn't want to go to. I had chosen a simple black dress with small white floral print on it that ended mid-thigh. It was a little short for my taste but Lucas had assured me I needed to stop being less 'prude' especially when heading to a frat party. I slipped on my favorite platform vans, they weren't extremely tall, just an inch and a half or so. My bedroom door swung open,

"You are absolutely not wearing your hair like that." he said, coming over and taking down my messy bun, grabbing the curling iron. He separated my hair and started putting in loose curls.

"Why do you even want me to go to this party, you're just going to see that guy you're interested in and leave me to fend for myself." I said as I crossed my arms in the mirror. Lucas was my best friend since high school, and now we went to the same college and had gotten an apartment together.

"Ok, I will admit that I am going to see him. But I will check on you multiple times during the party I promise. Can you try and have some fun? You've been pouting about failing that midterm all day." He said, turning off the curling iron and tousling my hair slightly,

"Yeah, because I thought it was really good, I just don't understand how I failed..." I said.

"Your grades are so good that it won't even matter. Please just get drunk tonight and have some fun, I can be DD if you want?" He said as he walked out of the room,

"You know that never works, lets just take an uber or something." I said, grabbing a book and shoving it into my bag.

"Ok, fair point, you know I'm not the responsible one." He said as we both laughed. We got in our uber and headed to the party. We pulled up and I instantly started to get nervous. There was so many people there, and I knew chances were I wouldn't know anyone. Lucas and I were completely different people, he walked in and everyone instantly smiled and waved, greeting him. He was always the most confident person in the room, I craved that kind of confidence. He quickly disappeared into the sea of people. I looked around searching for a free seat or maybe someone I would know. I had no luck, there were people everywhere and the thumping of the bass was deafening. I started squeezing my way through the crowd and went up the stairs. I found a spot on the ground sitting against the railing and got out my book. I sat criss cross with my book sitting in my lap, squinting to read since it was kind of dark. Every once in a while a passerby would make a snide comment and I'd simply flip them off as they walked by. I had gotten through a couple chapters, being an avid reader since I was little had made it easy to block out the background noise. I suddenly felt pain in my knee as someone tripped over me,

"Hey wat-" I started to shout, expecting them to keep walking, but I was cut off when I felt a large but gentle hand on my knee,

"I am so sorry, I didn't even see you," He said quickly, "Are you ok?"

"I'm fine," I said as I shifted in my spot, causing him to remove his hand from my knee,

"Are you...reading? At a party?" He asked with a confused smile, still crouched in front of me.

"Yes, this isn't really my scene." I said softly as I looked back down to my book. He nodded and sat next to me on the floor, his honey brown eyes looking down to my book again,

"So, what are you reading?" he was genuinely curious as far as I could tell, not trying to taunt me. He sat with his legs out in front of him, his hands clasped together in his lap as he waited for an answer. I realized quickly that I was staring at his beautiful long dark hair and sharp jawline.

"It's just a collection of Edgar Allen Poe poems. I have read them all before, but I just really like his work." I replied but kept my eyes on my book.