I Haven't Seen You Before (Welshy)

It wasn’t as if Cole was antisocial. He just…didn’t like to speak to new people. Maybe this is why he spent so much of his time with his small group of close friends, or out and about around camp. He liked people, and people normally liked him. He just didn’t like to open up to people, and it took a lot of time for him to trust someone either. Honestly, he only trusted a few of his friends, yet no matter how hard he tried he could not change his mind about trust. Trust was for people that wanted a death wish. That’s what he thought anyways.

Cole had never really let anyone close to him since he had watched his Mother shot dead before his eyes. Yeah, he had reasons for him…issues.

Due to a recent haircut, Cole felt a little…naked. Obviously, he wasn’t naked because that would be…weird. No, he was fully dressed in his dark grey shirt, jeans and Adidas Vespa’s but he felt naked now with shorter brown hair. He didn’t think him being naked would be a very nice sight…

…and he was going to change the subject now.

With his headphones in, listening to Frisky by Tinie Tempah, Cole hadn’t been looking where he had been heading, which may just be his mistake. Only seeing her at the last minute, Cole jumped a little at the surprise, yanking one of his headphones out. Examining the pretty red-head for a moment, Cole was about to proceed to walk back in the direction of his cabin when he noticed her crying.

Cole wasn’t a jerk. He wasn’t the first to always socialize with people, but he wouldn’t ignore them. He was a nice guy, and liked to help people, even though he didn’t and wouldn’t always trust them. With a small internal groan, Cole shuffled on the balls of his feet for a small moment before turning his body completely to the side to watch the girl cry and she sat against the tree, biting his lip. Staying where he was, about three metres from the sad girl, Cole cleared his throat before speaking, trying to soften his thick Welsh accent as much as possible so she could understand him. It annoyed him when he had to repeat what he was saying, so he tried to speak as clear as possible the first time, because he wasn’t repeating anything for anybody.

“Hey…are you alright?” Cole asked, his dark eyes fixed on the girl and hoping she wouldn’t shout or yell at him. He had put the effort in to speak to her first, so the least she could do was be nice to him. It was what any decent person would do.

Then again, she looked like she needed to be alone or something. As Cole, Chris and Keller had said many times before; an upset girl is as moody as one at their time of the month.

Whoa, that was weird. One minute she was crying and the next she was practically telling Cole her life story. Hm. Cole watched as she stood up, having to look down at her. He was pretty tall. Like, inhumanly tall. Well, that was an exaggeration, but he was pretty tall. The girl reached his shoulder…? About that probably if he hadn’t had shoes on, but he wasn’t too sure. He had met shorter girls, and taller ones.

Cole raised an eyebrow, watching the girl with an expression that seemed to say; are you half-crazy or something? “Um…I’m Cole.” He told her slowly, looking behind him to see if she was talking to him. Nope, no-one behind him. She was most definitely talking to him.

“…are you sure you’re alright? Because you were just…” He trailed off, making a gesture with his hands as he searched for a suitable word. “…and now you’re all…” Pointing to her as if to explain. He wasn’t really good with words, and he wasn’t really good with girls. He was better then Kyle at least, who almost had a heart-attack whenever a girl looked his way. Yeah, Cole was better then that, but not as good and cocky as some of his other friends.

“Who am I? I’m…nobody special.”

Cole brushed some of his brown hair away from his dark eyes, still not used to its short length. In comparison, that was. He listened to Annelise with a frown, barely noticing the song change to something dark and heavy, with people screaming into the speaker.

He raised an eyebrow, watching as the red-head spoke and thinking of what to reply with. "Okay then...so...who's you're God parent?" Cole sked, his Wellh accent thickier then usual.