4

Scanning thought the pages of the recently bought novel, Isadora chewed on a piece of her bacon ham and cheese sandwich that she has bought in the cafeteria for $1.50, along with a bottle of Cherry Pepsi.

As she read the novel about wolves, she couldn't help but wonder how it would feel like to actually be one, or own one. Maybe being a wolf will feel like freedom. No school, no work except for hunting and looking for shelter, and nobody going around making fun of you. Or was there more to a life of a wolf? Something she just didn't see or understand?

Turning to yet another page in the book, she fell more and more in love with White Fang. But she couldn't help herself. She loved wolves, and white fang was such an amazing creature.

She was ripped out of her daydream about the life of a wolf, when she heard someone settle down a tray across from her. Hesitantly putting the book down, making sure to mark the page, she looked at the person who has invaded her almost 24/7 private, lonely space.

And her jaw nearly dropped.

In front of her, sat probably one of the most attractive guys she's seen. Short blonde hair, captivating, stormy gray eyes, define jaw. He looked tall, even sitting down he towered over her. What would he want from a plane girl like her?

"Hey" he greeted, with a soft smile that seemed to melt Isadora just a little. The boy sire was charming.

"Hi" Was Isadora's very short and simple response. And she was surprised she didn't stutter. And no, she didn't have social anxiety. She was just not used to talking to people at school. Much less somebody wanting to talk to her.

"So. What's your name?"

Spotting her at the very back of the cafeteria, just like Azael or Death said, Ryder made his way over to the lonely girl. By the time he made it there, she has already turned the page in her book at least five times. And he couldn't help but wonder as to how the hell the girl read that fast.

Settling his tray down, and taking a seat across from Isadora, he waited for her to notice him, which didn't take too long, seeing as she was already settling her book on the cafeteria table. She looked at him, with big curious eyes. And damn did he love her eyes.

"Hey" he finally decided to speak, thinking that Isadora wasn't going to say anything anytime soon.

"Hi" was her response. Short, simple, but enough to catch her voice, which matched her appearance perfectly.

"So. What's your name?" Ryder asked, since he thought that it is going to be weird that he is talking to the girl for the first time and he already knew her name. What was he going to say? Oh you know, just death came over to my house yesterday asking for a favor, and he just happened to mention you. Yup. Definitely out of the question. He is not being sent to an asylum anytime soon.

"Isadora. What's yours?" This time he could hear her voice a lot better, and it was something between a mezzo soprano and alto. It was beautiful.

"Ryder. So what you reading?" He should at least start some type of conversation right? He isn't just going to go ahead and say "Hey! We have to become friends because I have to stop you from committing suicide in 30 days, or else I'm going to die too!" Nope, not happening. He came here to befriend her, and not to scare her off, and make Isadora get a restraining order from him.

This was going to be interesting.