I've done it again.
I've started a new fanfic.
Yeaahhhh ! Haha .just kidding.
I'm posting the next chapter.
If i get three replies, I'll post the next part.
Three comments for each new chapter.
I have a few writen.
So, enjoy.
"Oh hey let me get that for you," a boy broke away from his group and jogged over to me to hold a door open.
"I hate to be the one to tell you this," i sighed, wheeling myself through the open door. "But that door is automatic."
"Oh..." the straight, brown haired boy's face turned bright pink. "Sorry."
"Don't be," i groaned. Why couldnt this chair go faster?
"My name's Joe," he ran up besides me, leaving the other boys in the store.
"Kalya." my hands started to burn from the friction.
"Its nice to meet you," he just had to keep this up.
"Hey, listen," i stopped my chair and turned to face him. "I am very well aware of the fact that i'm in a wheelchair, ok? But i am not a charity case. I can take care of myself. But thanks for your concern."
"No thats not what i met," he caught back up with me. "I just..."
"Just what?" he could tell i was annoyed;but if he kept at it he must want something...
"Just...thought you were...good looking," his face flushed harder.
"Oh please. Dont make me laugh. Just do me a favor andleave me alone...please?"
"Ok...sorry," Joe turned on his heel, shoulders slumped and walked back towards the store.
He looked so pathetic with his head down and slouching away. I felt bad...
"Hey," i called, rolling back to him. "I'm sorry. I'm just so used to people...you know? treating me different," i half smiled. "Wanna try again?"
He smiled back, eyes still hurt. "Ok. Hi. I'm Joe." he stuck out his hand.
"Hi, I'm Kalya."
"Nice to meet you." he held my gloved hand for a second, then i pulled it away, gripping my chair's wheel. When his hand had held mine i had felt an electric shock through my body...all the way to the end of my torso-- for i couldnt feel either of my legs. Hense: the wheel chair.