Part II: Her.

I woke up at my house.

I look around, and I realize that, it wasn't my house. I have no idea where I am.

Out of nowhere, I hear a voice.

"You're awake! Thank goodness, I thought you were dead!!!!! Thank goodness!!!"

I look at her. The prettiest thing. She had curly hair, blue eyes, freckles, and the sweetest voice that I had ever heard in my life.

She was cute, but I look outside and It was already dark, I was worried that my mom was worried sick about me.

"Where the fuck am I?"

I said this and I immediately regretted it, as I realized that my profanity turned her off.

"Relax. I looked through your phone and I called your mom. She was worried sick but she's on the way to pick you up."

"Thank you for helping me.May I ask for your name?"

"Alice."

Hearing her name seemed like a switch was turned on. Not in a perverted way.

"Why do I feel like..."

"It's because you do."

We both stare at each other for a good second. It was kind of weird but I feel like there is some sort of... Thing.

Something.

I was so intrigued yet I can't seem to figure out.

"That was very brave. What you did."

"You saw?"

"I did. I think you're a hero."

Thinking back, I think that if anyone else would have said this, it would have sounded creepy. But with her, it wasn't. In fact, it was quite the opposite.

I do realize that I got beaten up.

"So you did see that I got beat up."

" That's not what was important. Skills are things that you can learn. Heart isn't."

" I do have a big heart."

I realized that I was flirting with her, and I stopped, being fearful of being shot down or given the cold shoulder.

She smiles.

" Don't stop, okay?"

" Don't stop what?"

"Doing that sort of thing."

"Getting beat up? Hahahah-"

"Being a good man."

For a second instance we stare into each other's eyes. It feels like... I can't describe it. It feels like she might feel for me. But it feels more. It feels always were-

A doorbell.

Alice opens the door. It's my mom. Alice nods to my direction and My mom comes in.

"Edward! What happened?"

"I tripped mom. I gotta be more careful next time-"

" That has got to be the most cliche excuse ever. Spit it out! Is it that boy again?"

"No mom! I swear, it's not. You handled him when you went to talk to the principal."

" I'm calling the police! He could have killed you!!!"

I had to admit it.

"Mom it was my fault."

At this point she already had her phone to her ear. When she heard this, she put it down.

" Son... How could this have possibly be—"

"I butted in...I tried to be a hero."

Pause.

It lasted for a good minute.

" We're going home."

I looked at Alice and I said

" Thank you."

I was so confused at the moment Why was my mom so mad. She has never been this mad before.

I was so caught up in the moment that I forgot to ask for Alice's phone number or Instagram... But that's not the point.

I was very confused. I had never seen my mom this angry.