Saved by the Rogue

The day was just like any other day in the small sleepy town of Cadez.

Little birds chittered up in the trees, fluttering their little colored wings and fleeting from one tree to another.

 These beautiful cedar trees lined up the driveway leading to the town's only high school.

The bricked walls were slightly faded with butchered paint markings left on them by mischievous college students.

As the boots of students hit the gravel, the crunching sounds could be heard all around mixed with student chatter.

It was the first day of school after a long summer break and everyone was excited to see their old friends and make new ones.

They moved in pairs and trios, pausing to greet and crack jokes before heading into the school's building; a spacious two-story building surrounded by low bungalows for practical classes and a greenhouse.

By the side of the greenhouse stood two students, a well-built muscular young man smartly dressed in an oxblood colored blazer and a pair of black pants and a girl with the same coloured blazer but a black pleated skirt.

The boy slung a carton-colored backpack on his left shoulder and on his wrist was a beautifully crafted black band that identified him as the captain of the college football team.

He rubbed the band absentmindedly while he nodded at some students who called out and waved at him as they entered the school building.

 He was popular and well-liked both in school and in town for his brains in academics and sports ability.

He glanced at the girl some feet away from where he stood as she contemplated a yellow-petaled flower with a slender green stem. She had beautiful red hair that caught the lights in the sun as she bent her head slightly to look at a different part of the flower.

 Rojo Alvarez could bet the twenty bucks in the left pocket of his black pants that she was a new student; she had that slightly bewildered look on her face. "You can touch them. They won't bite you know.

The flowers", says a chuckling Rojo. The girl, Sophia, started. She hadn't known that someone was watching her and when his voice had reached her, she had dropped the pink-colored notebook in her hand.

The last time she had looked around, she had been the only one on this side of the school. The air on this side of the school smelled nicer, no doubt tinged with the scents of the flowers growing in the greenhouse.

Some of the students were still crammed into the parking area while some were already in the halls.

Sophia took a deep breath to calm herself as she took in the boy in front of her.

 He had dark curly hair, a lock of it just brushing his left eyebrow and he was much taller than she was. She put his age down at seventeen, the same age as she, which probably meant that they were in the same class.

 Or would meet in the same class this morning, it was Sophia's first day at Cadez High. "Actually, I was looking at a cute little butterfly underneath one of the petals.

I didn't want to touch it because I didn't want it to fly before I was done admiring it", replies Sophia. She simultaneously reached for the book at the same as Rojo and their fingers brushed against each other.