*Damon *The alarm clock blared on my nightstand bared and I groaned. I hadn't yet woken up enough to remember why I had set an alarm the previous day but I was already deeply annoyed. I reached over to hit the snooze button, but then I remembered the plans I had made for the day. I had earlier scheduled today as a day to work out. It was something I would have easily cancelled but I haven't exactly been consistent with going to the gym for a while now and I paid quite a lot of money for that place. So much so that I sometimes wondered what I had even been thinking in the first place.I had already promised myself that I would go to the gym today, and I didn't want to let myself down. I already knew from experience that it would simply be the start off to a completely shitty day. Hitting the snooze button when the damn alarm failed to shut up, I reluctantly got out of bed and headed for the bathroom. I walked into the shower and turned it on, letting it run for a while as I stared at

*Damon*"What can I get you?" The bartender asked, wiping down on the counter with a small white table cloth. He seemed a little irritated, like bartending was the last thing he had planned to do with his life. Shit happens, I thought silently to myself. It was a little funny how everyone thought they had their life all planned out but then they always fail to remember that life itself was full of surprises. And some are worse than others."I'd like some beer please," I answered calmly, tapping my fingers lightly on the counter as I scanned the room for any sign of Jake or Shayla. They were both nowhere to be found. I turned my attention to my wrist watch as the bartender disappeared to go get my drink. I tugged at the collar of my shirt, agitated for some reason.I didn't want to be here.Strange really, because I had always been the very first one out of the three of us to suggest that we hang out at a club somewhere. Jake and Shayla were always too caught up in each other to want t

*Damon*Growing up, I'd been a pretty weird kid. I hadn't had it as easy as people would think. I seemed to always do something a bit differently from others. My mom often told me it was because I was special but even then I had known better than to believe her. She didn't seem to still think I was special when I did things that landed me in trouble. It wasn't weird for me to find myself having different views from others. I often argued about their views on a few things. Like what spooked them. And what riled them up. And what they found alarming. It was a little alarming realizing that your feelings about someone were somehow beginning to change without your permission. Especially when you didn't want it to. I didn't see Melanie for the rest of the day. It was a bit strange really because all we seemingly did during the weekends here was bump into each other. I had a strong conviction that it wasn't because she was trying to avoid me. I didn't know why I was so sure.I just knew.T