Free Regenesis (Book 1): Impact by Harrison Pierce Page B

just wondering if I knew them.”
    A
cool wind blew over them and with it a calm. Rachel began to relax as she saw
her newfound friend relax as well. He began to recline in his seat and became
less rigid than he was at the start of their conversation. It made her smile to
think that she might actually intimidate or unnerve him.
    She
asked him, “What kind of classes are you interested in taking?”
    “English
for sure,” he said. “I am not really interested in math or science, but I think
I might take a writing or a literature course.” He paused a moment before he
inquired, “What classes would you recommend?”          
    Rachel
told him what she planned on taking “I’m taking an advanced art class, which
allows us to focus on whatever medium we want. Are you into art?”
    “Err…if
you mean do I like art, then yes. Do you think I might be accepted into that
course?”
    She
shrugged, “If you’re decent then probably. Do you paint, sketch, or sculpt?”
    “I
have done all of those at one time or another, however my preferred method is
painting.” He paused for a moment to retrieve a small leather bound book. He
showed her a few pictures of a small village with a castle in the background
that he had sketched.
    She
was shocked at his skill and the level of detail in his work. “Hell, this is
fantastic. Why don’t you draw more? You’re really good.”
    “I
simply enjoy painting more. The ability to breathe emotion, life, and mood into
canvas is simply more exhilarating that way, to me at least,” he explained.
“When I paint I feel like I am able to show everyone what truly exists
throughout the earth. Through painting I can better express what is dwelling
within myself as well.”
    “Okay…”
Rachel said, unable to precisely grasp his meaning.
    Droplets
of rain fell from the abruptly dark heavens. Rachel was startled to find the
sudden change. “When did that happen?” she asked openly.
    The
boy looked up to discover a dark blanket of clouds which covered the heavens.
“I have no idea…is this common here?” he asked, concerned.
    She
shook her head, “Not at this time of year. Not to mention how quick that
was…that’s just weird.”
    Rain
poured down and doused them both. The young man retrieved his book from her,
returned it to its place within his bag, and removed a small black umbrella
which he used to shield her from the rain.
    “Thanks…”
    He
handed it to her and said, “I must be going, but please take that with you,”
    “No,
don’t worry, I’ll be fine. You can have it back,” she returned it to him, and
folded her arms in an attempt to avoid shaking.
    “Are
you certain you do not want it?”
    “Yeah,”
she looked over her shoulder, “I only live a few minutes from here, so I’ll be
fine.”
    The
boy held it over her head, “Take it. You will need it more than I will, and please
do not try and return it to me again.”
    She
bit her lip, and asked, “You’re sure it’s alright?”
    The
boy only nodded and smiled, “I will be going now, but I hope we can talk again
soon.” He left without another word as a thick fog began to accumulate around
the park. Rachel watched the young Romanian leave and soon found herself trying
to follow after him. She only walked a few feet before she realized what she
was doing. Rachel fidgeted in place momentarily before she pursued the
stranger. Once she reached the street at the end of the park she peered through
the mist to find nothing but shadows, mist, and rain. The mysterious figure she
lost in the fog could not be found.
    ---*---
    3:37 PM
    Lynnwood, Washington
     
    Nick
sat on his bed with his back against the wall. The rain crashed into his window
and afforded him some form of comfort. He listened to The Battle of Evermore through an old stereo he kept on his desk, something his brother once tried to
throw out but Nick wouldn’t allow him to discard. The right speaker didn’t work
at all, but Nick didn’t care so