Sand crunching in between my toes, and the scorching winds blowing dust that blew through my hair had burned my skin. I ached, I hurt, and I was sorry. How I wound up here I do not know, where I am I do not know. But I do know that I want to leave, fast. If only a knight were to show through the dark skies. If only a gentle dragon were to swoop down and swoon my heart. But I see none of these things happening.

The dimly lit room, candles lining the edges, the bar to the left, and an empty stage to the right, a true coffee house scene. The bar flowing with lights of many colors, and I could also feel my multi color underwear riding up, what an uncomfortable feeling. Looking I saw another looking, and following my intuition I walked over, my black converse squeaking on the seemingly new polished floor but I figured it was just wet, the legs of my jeans tucked every so slightly under my shoes, and my layered shirts flowing behind me with my speed, pink, brown and green, an unusual color combination even for me. But I new I looked good, although I could feel the confidence flowing out of my body. What a rush, if you ever feel like throwing up you should try this.

A meeting, a meeting about a book at a cofee house, this is not a little ironic. But I was going to be published! I was so excited, but the darker side of excitment was making me a little sick.

"Hello" a man that I guessed right away to be gay stood up a good 2 inches taller than me, and I was no short person, " So i'm guessing you're Cody, well Kylo, but either way I sure hope so." he said as he chuckled a bit, though I couldn't see what was so funny.

I could tell he knew I was a little nervous.

"I can see that you are a bit nervous..."

I could also tell that I was a little skeptical, after all, he was in blue jeans, Nikes, a tee shirt with a blazer looking coat over it. Kind of tacky in my opinion, but the strange thing is he pulled it off well.

" Yeah most people think I dress a little weird"

Ok the whole guessing what I am thinking thing was starting to gat a little strange.

" Yeah I could see how it would if you were actually "thinking" it, but your just muttering it too yourself."

"Oh umm, thats a little embarassing, hehe, sorry."