Cold

"Why can't you just sit somewhere else?" He asked, taking a bite of his apple.
"I'm afraid I can't do that, you see..." She said meekly. Then she whispered. "Normal people scare me..."

Her hair.
Her eyes.
Her smile.
Her laugh.
Her happiness.
Her Joy.
Her Innocence.

No matter how you look at it, Lola Rae is the perfect definition of a pure soul. Yet she seems most interested in someone who's the exact opposite. Rich, nonchalant, bad boy, Jay. Who seems to have better things to do than to look after what he likes to call, a doll. Sparks fly when he's entrusted to do just that. Will these two succumb to nature and drift apart, or will they prove the phenomenon that opposites do attract...?