No One Will Remember Your Name

--( Franks POV )--

The way his raven black hair flows down his head onto his shoulders just made me stare. The way it flows in the wind. Those beautiful hazel orbs that could freeze time if they really wanted to. I just couldn't help myself but stare. Some thing was different about that man. I couldn't put my finger on it but he seemed different some how. I think he noticed me staring when he looked through the old finger printed glass of the coffee store. I swear I saw a small light blush them he continued on his way. He probably didn't blush. Probably just my imagination showing me thing I want to see. Of course. because who would want to be with me? I am just a tiny fish in the sea. There are so many other people he could fall for and I knew I wasn't one of them. I would never be one of them. I am just a spectator this magical thing called life. Although I live it I am hardly there any way. I am always in my own little worlds that I have created with in the pockets of my mind. I was taken out of my train of thought when a women was talking to me. I couldn't really understand what she was saying until I pulled myself out of my world and into their world.
"Sir the store is closing I have to ask you to leave" she commented with a look of obvious annoyances in her voice. Then I remembered that because it was Sunday the store closes at 2 instead of 5. So I just got up and walked out.

The walk to my house is pretty nice actually. Green leaves rustling on the trees. Leaves blowing across the ground in the beginning autumn winds. Birds chirping happily to them self minding there own business. This is why I love walking home. its always so peaceful. But no matter how nice it was I couldn't get that man out of my head. He seemed to be the only real thing I could focus on while in my own little worlds. He just seemed different. I couldn't tell what it was but it was something. Something about him draws me to him. When I was just entering my houses gates I noticed something that caused me to turn my head in a 180 degree turn. Its him... What? I see hi walking down my street and around a corner. Is that him? I couldn't tell because he was already gone but it seemed to be the man I saw in town. hmm.

I just walked forwards and turned the knob on the door. Paint was peeling off the door but no one in my family bothered to fix it. So we just left it. Once I had shut the door I noticed all the lights where out. Mum and dad must be out. Wouldn't surprise me they work together some where a couple of miles out of town. Probably working to feed my bottomless pit of a stomach. I walked up to the fridge and opened it letting the light from it flood into the room. I just grabbed a bar of chocolate and went up to my room. My walls where a reddish colour with nothing actually on the walls. A laptop sitting on my desk in the corner and a double bed in the middle of the room backed onto the wall. A small night stand next to my bed but that was about it. I have never had a TV of my own. But I wish I did. Cause I have like all these CDs but no TV. it sucks.

I walk over my bed and see its already 7and the shine from the moon starts to flow through my dust covered windows. I close the curtains and decide that I wanna go to bed. So I take off my shirt and jeans leaving me in just my black boxes and walk over to my bed hoping into the warm covers. I stay in my bed hurdled up in my covers for a couple of minutes before falling into a comforting sleep that I wish I could stay in.

Notes

So yeah. First Chapter :3 please tell me what you thing. All feed back is loved eve if its on the rude side. Just don't go overly mean ok?
Magic out--