(Just add too the story in post, 1st person please. I am aware I can't spell.)<br/><br/>I stepped onto the front porch of my new yet faded looking house on the first morning I saw him. I was going to be late to school and he was standing right next to the huge oak tree behind my car. At first I thought he was a neighborhood punk wanting a ride from the vulnerable new girl. He certainly looked like one with his shoulder length black hair and pierced ears. I cleared my throat and smoothed my jeans, hoping he would take the hint and leave. If it was up to me, I would have stayed at our old house. It's hard to be a perfectionist in a hard core school. I had a feeling my first day was not going to be easy and this kid in my driveway wasn't helping the matter.<br/>"Excuse me?..." I began as I took several steps towards the mystery boy. "What are you..." I didn't get to finish my sentense. Because, just as the boy had been standing right in front of my very eyes...he vanished.