I needed to sit alone for a while, I knew they were just trying to make me feel better about not having a name but honestly every time they tried I left feeling like shit. I don't know why the fates decided I wasn't good enough for anyone but they obviously had and there was no one who could understand that. I end up driving to the Lima Beam, before I go in I make sure my sleeve is covering my wrist, I really don't want to have to deal with the looks today. I get my coffee and then find an open seat near the window, I can't help but people watch while I am there.

Two people around my age walk in while I am there, a short but beautiful girl with dark hair and a taller thin boy with chestnut hair and skin like a porcelain doll, he's gorgeous. I'm torn between wanting to know his name and not wanting to; if I don't know his name I can pretend he doesn't have one. Oh, shit he caught me staring, look away Blaine look away. I've seen him before, he might be part of the reason I come back here so regularly but I've never spoken to him as I don't see the point, I don't remember seeing her with him before though. Maybe she's is his soul mate but I doubt it, I'm pretty sure I've seen him check me out. He could be bi though.

I don't mean to but I overheard part of their conversation.

"....looks familiar." She said.

"Who?" he asked.

"In the blazer at the next table." Oh, they are talking about me.

"He's here a lot." The boy of my dreams told his friend.

"That's not it..."I can see her tapping her chin as she tried to place me.

"Oh! Do you remember that article a few months ago? About the boy without a name on his wrist? I think that's him!" She said, I think she was trying to be quiet but I'm pretty sure everyone heard her.

Fuck, there goes my sanctuary. I get up and throw the rest of my coffee away, I only drank half of it but honestly I just don't want it anymore.

"Do you think he heard me?" she asked.

"Everyone heard you." I told her trying to control my anger as I left the shop.

"Hey wait!" I heard a voice call after me, I turned on my heel prepared to have whoever it is mock me or ask me asinine questions. It's him, dream boy.

"I'm sorry about her. She really does mean well." He told me.

I raised my eyebrow.

"She doesn't really have a filter and sometimes she forgets the whole inside voice concept, but I assure you she feels badly about outing you to everyone like that."

"It's fine. It doesn't matter; I just get tired of being treated like a freak, it's not her fault. I can find another coffee shop." I told him.

"You aren't a freak."

"If you are going to tell me I'm lucky then you can save your breathe I've heard it all before."

"I wasn't going to say that. I don't think you are a freak or lucky, I think you are probably just a normal guy."

"Thank you."

"I should get back inside."

"Ok. Bye."

"Hey, don't stop coming here because of what Rachel said ok? It sounds stupid, I mean I don't even know you, but I like seeing you here."

"I like seeing you here too." I said softly.

He gave me a small smile before walking back inside.

It's just a crush Blaine, it's just a crush. Let it go, it can't go anywhere, he has a soul mate. A soul mate who is definitely not me.

I drove back to Dalton and made my way to my dorm room, luckily I was able to avoid my friends. I love them I really do but sometimes they give me these looks that make me want to pull my hair out. I flopped onto my bed, before I closed my eyes I sent a silent prayer to the fates that I would wake up with a name on my wrist the next morning, the same silent prayer I sent up every night, the one that remained unanswered every time.