It was a cold and gloomy forest, the trees looming over you as the humid air wrapped you in it’s soothing blanket of rain-ridden warmth. You called this a spot of your own, as no one in the small town of Maine had known about it, until now.

Your earbuds blasted music through your soul, and yet despite the noise you could still sense rustling. You turned around, eyes landing on a tall lanky boy with dark chocolate brown eyes. He flicked his zippo on and off, the flames illuminating his hands