POV: Skylar

Heading in the direction of the wind, I follow the sounds of the music. It sounds so nice with the harmonies in the voices and the instruments that blend well. The lyrics are what really catch my attention. Something about Chosen one or your chosen.... I cannot explain how I feel hearing those words. I guess my eyes were wet when I crashed into someone.

"You okay?" the strange handsome asked me

"Who me? Yeah I'm alright," I smile looking up just a few inches above me. How I've been around this area so many times and not meet every person yet is always strange yet fun to me. You never know who you'll crash into. Which is easier for me than most people..... I. Am. A. Klutz.

"This band is neat aren't they? I think I heard their name was 'Chosen'. They seem like a cool crew," he starts to talk and I am about half listening. So much on my mind with all of this moving within this year. Can I really have any attachment to anything? I can barely trust anybody with anything as I'm on my own. I am most importantly trying to trust.... well God, but sometimes it is easier to say than to actually do. I try my best. The band finishes their song and the brown eyed stranger claps and cheers. The one with the flippy hair (oh let's face it all the guys on that stage have awesome flippy hair) give brown eyes an air fist bump. I might be either really crazy or one of them winked at me.... guys don't like me haha. I decide to play along and 'blow an air kiss' and the guitar player 'falls' as his brother catches him. I will admit it was pretty funny. I start to laugh.... then I have a 'voice crack' in between my laugh making all the guys laugh at me. I was only a few feet away from the stage.

On the stage the guitar player that 'fell' whispered to his brother and then started to climb down the side stairs.... I got a little nervous. I had a feeling he would be looking for me, but I did not want to meet him right now. At least.... why would he want to be friends with me?

Nobody notices as I back away and unlock my very neon pink bike from the stop sign I hooked onto earlier. I told myself not to turn around, but I did anyway to look and notice the band boy talking to the mysterious stranger I was standing next to. Most likely asking where I went, but nobody knew. I rode away on my bike before they could see me.

Only that did not go so well as I was distracted so much on the next block I completely ran into another bike with a bang. We both end up on the ground, and I see this girl looking about my age in front of me. She seems very nice. I am about speechless and shocked trying to wrap my head at what happened. It was all my fault and I feel horrible.... I should have been paying attention. I try to find words to say, but I cannot find one. She looks at me with kind eyes and speaks.

"Hi... um....I'm Piper. I'm sorry about that." She says as she stand up and stretch out her hand to me. "Soooooo sorry."