We were crossing the road when we saw there, three of them from the cafe. Those two idiots were making funny faces, like telling some hilarious story. A black car, in all its glory, was parked by a shop corner and the one who wasn't our class mate (according to us) was leaning by it. His black leather jacket was as black as the car against it. He surely was handsome. As handsome as Sam. As tall as him...he would be cold like him too... He was laughing on their jokes, when he stopped. His eyes met mine for a moment. Those light brown orbs were reflecting sunlight. His eyes were nothing like Sam's. His eyes and laughter was heart warming. But my heart is mostly wrong in signals. I couldn't trust it. Not Again. .................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................. Join Sara on her life's journey from a young naive girl to a woman who realizes her substance. Its one hell of a journey on a not so smooth track with bumps of friendship, betrayal, hatred and may be love too...? well read to find out.