daniella lennon

“I’m good, yeah-…” Caleb replied, dropping his hand to his side because walking into the pole was embarassing enough and he didn’t need to make it seem even worse than it was even if his head was already pounding. An awkward smile formed on his lips and he laughed as he heard the girl laugh, figuring it was better to have her laughing with him rather than at him. “It should be fine. I mean I think my ego’s bruised more than anything.”

“Well good thing ego’s are easily fixed, now if you had bruised that pretty little face of yours, then we’d have a problem.” Daniella said smirking slightly. “But are you sure you’re okay? You rammed into the pole pretty hard, and head first at that.” she said a slight tone of worry in her voice.

There were many reasons not to wander about in Lakewood after sundown. Right now the main reason being a goddamn serial killer on the loose. The least of Audrey’s problems should really have been some thugs showing a little too much interest in her parked car. “Hey! Get away from my car,” Audrey yelled. Three men, all at least a head taller than her. Never stopped the little hothead and before she knew it one of the men had grabbed her by the collar and easily threw her against her car. “Oh come on. Don’t be like that,” one of the men grinned. “I’m a little worried about your taste in cars if you try to steal mine,” Audrey snapped, kneeing the man holding her in between the knees, “Just.. back off,” she hissed, receiving a nasty punch in the jaw.

Daniella was on her way home from the library when she came across the scene. She stopped dead in her tracks before assessing the situation and trying to figure out what to do.

Caleb walked with his head down, immersed in a comic book as music played through his headphones. It was daylight, so he figured it was okay to be distracted from his surroundings at least until he finished the last few pages of the comic. He was doing okay, until he walked right into a pole. The comic fell from his hands and he was quick to bring one of his hands up to rub his forehead which he’d smashed off the pole. “Jesus-…” he said, bending down to pick up his comic book only to stand up and see someone looking at him. “I don’t suppose you can pretend you never saw that?” he asked as the song that was playing through his headphones ended.

“Oh my gosh are you okay?” Daniella said putting her hand over her mouth as the boy rubbed his head after colliding with the pole. “It’s not likely that I will, sorry lovey.” she apologized laughing lightly and tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. “Is your head gonna be okay?” she asked narrowing her eyes at his head slightly.