lost in space'{Amanda}

[Landon Morrison]

It was one of those days.
You know? When you just want to go home , or party with your friends, or just plain leave school all together for whatever purpose you can conjure up? Usually Landon didn't have problems with ditching or attendance; he liked school. It was here that he played football; it was where his friends were. But he really just wanted to leave right now; get in his car and drive away blasting music with his windows rolled down. It probably didn't help that it was thursday, that meaning that tomorrow he had a game. He was excited for it, and it was causing him to lose focus on the rest of school and just space off thinking about that, not to mention in most of his classes today they were just going to be watching a movie or spending the class time "working quietly" on whatever they personally deemed important. He felt that school today was pointless.
But, he was here. He'd have to deal with it.
He walked up the front stairs, having previously been hanging out with his friends. But after a few laughs, they'd dispersed; probably due to the fact that the cheerleaders were done practicing. On a usual school morning, Landon wasn't accustomed to walking alone; he usually had at least one friend with him. But today was different. He purposely told the other guys to go on ahead without him.
But why had he done that? He didn't really have an answer for himself....maybe it was just the fact that he wanted to hang out with someone else; make some grand entrance in the school to feel important, or maybe, he just was feeling kind of rebellious today and wanted to do something different. But knew?
He passed a few groups of cliques as he walked up the stairs, walking slowly and confidently, wearing an expression very close to smiling. He was sure that he looked pleased with himself, but why wouldn't he be? As he passed more groups, he noticed that the number of students visible got less and less; as he walked farther there were less visible people. He understood why. Who really did want to be at school this early? There was probably about a fifth of the school population here; a sizable amount, but not that much. And as he continued to walk, the halls got more deserted.
So maybe this wasn't a good idea. He didn't want to be alone all together. Everyone knew what kind of guy Landon was. He was social able, talkative, and fun-loving. Sure, he'd chosen to separate himself this morning from most of the guys, but he hadn't really of intended to just be by himself. He'd known that there would be at least someone else who would spot him and greet him; they'd probably ask him about tomorrow's game. That was yet to happen.
But he still looked confident, and a little arrogant. But that was typical of Landon Morrison.

[amanda towers ,,]

Amanda had woken up very early, at almost four in the morning. She had fallen asleep while reading a book for her English class, at about nine at night. Normally, the girl did not go to bed until around ten thirty, and even then she would stay up to write or listen to music for another half an hour to an hour. Often she wouldn't even go to bed until eleven. But the book had not interested her in the least, and put her to sleep. This was the first time that a book had ever made Amanda fall asleep, but she could not find one interesting aspect to it.

So she had woken early, and could not fall asleep again. So she showered, dressed, and headed to school early. She figured she could stop at a coffee shop, and then attempt to finish the section of the book she had to have read for third period. After she bought her coffee, Amanda made her way to school. There were few students in the halls, and as she continued to her locker, the halls became more and more empty. She was not too keen on being alone, but she wanted to sit down near her locker to finish reading.

Her friends would probably be looking for her. They met outside every morning to talk or help one another with the homework they did not finish the night before. Amanda realized she could have simply asked them what happened in the book, but she was at the school so early that she had plenty of time to read it.

A short while later Amanda put the book down. She was finished with the chapter that was required to be read for homework. Her coffee was almost gone, but it had served its purpose in keeping her awake to finish reading. She did not rise. She simply finished sipping her coffee and glancing around the still empty corridor. Suddenly, she heard footsteps. Someone was walking toward where she sat. Amanda looked in the direction that the stairs were coming from, wondering who was about to turn the corner.

[Landon Morrison]

Something stopped Landon short as he ascended up the stairs. It was some noise; some distant sound. He took a second to analyze to what he'd just heard before quickening his step. At the top of the staircase, and just a little to left, was a window that overlooked some of the campus. Landon could hear the distant sound of laughter; laughter that he recognized. When he made it up the stairs he didn't even bother looking straight ahead, instead his eyes were glued to this window. And of course, he was right about recognizing the laughter. It had come from a friend, they all were busy laughing and having a good time. But something special had to have happened for such an uproar of laughter; now he could even hear the guys. Yeah, someone had done something stupid, but he couldn't see what was happening.
But he didn't stop walking, either. He simply kept his eyes on the window as he continued to walk. And now he remembered why he'd chosen to head this way...his locker was close by. His mind distracted by the scenery outside, he moved over toward the wall as he walked, not even aware that someone else was there.
But he soon found out exactly how side-tracked he was. He nearly came into collision with what was sitting before him. Thankfully, he snapped out of his trance just seconds before hitting what was before him.
He stopped short, giving her a double take.
"Eh.." He sighed, "Sorry."
Wow, he was really distracted today, and he was starting to think that maybe this was going to affect his game play. He quickly took a step out toward the hall, and walked some yards away toward his locker before stopping what he was doing to start his combination. He glanced back at the girl he'd just run into, wondering if he actually knew her. She looked familiar, but admittedly Landon wasn't the best at remembering names of people he didn't regularly talk to. But there was definitely something familiar about her; she was probably in a few classes with him. But it was hard for him to remember which ones...in most of his classes he was surrounded by other jocks or previously made friends, so it was difficult for him to find time to make new friendships. This was unfortunate, because a lot of people assumed that he thought that he was "too cool" for them. But that really wasn't the main reason behind it. Landon was a friendly guy, well, not overly friendly... Perhaps a better word was outgoing. It wasn't like Landon didn't like talking to strangers, he was fine with it. It just seemed like it didn't happen much at school.
He pulled a book out of his bag and placed it back in his locker before glancing back up at this familiar girl.