Chapter 1 : Lost

*This is a rough.
Overview: Lani Analyse Michel is an accomplished blogger in Seattle, however because of her success she is beginning to lose herself in her work.

Lani sat in her office, her lavish little office decorated in congratulatory flowers and bath scented things. She had not been this praised in a while and due to her 100,000 viewer success of a blog she was able to rejoice with a tiny cup of wine and a new CD to boot.
Who bought CD's anyway? She mused. She felt irked, empty almost and as she sipped her bouschie wine and contemplated newer arrivals of things to blog about she could not shake a certain feeling. A certain void, something was seriously irritating her and she couldn't put her finger on what.


The next day as her brand new computer came in she signed the release, thanked the UPS guy and slipped it into her living room. Pursing her lips, she curled her fists on to her hips and leaned on her left leg. God! she hissed and picked up her cell phone to check it for the millionth time. Nothing, not even a text. Irritated she threw it on the couch and sat on the floor to rip open the packaging to hack at her new baby. 


Days slipped by--with cup of noodles in her hand, invitations she had never R.S.V.P'd to and friends she had not seen,She felt herself slipping. Things that normally she felt excited about seemed to drift off into a place where she seemed to completely forget where she was, the thunk of keys from the keyboard were her comfort for the week when her phone buzzed. 


"Yeah?" She blurted, her fingers poking irritably at the so-called touch screen that refused to obey. 


"This is an attempt to collect a debt.." came a monotoned voice.


Lani sighed, disconnecting the call and turning back to her work.Her fingers stopped, she pushed herself away from the chair, ran her fingers through her ear lengthed hair and sat up.
Today she'd get out of the damn house. 
damnit. 


"Where are you?" a calamity of text messages, popping up one after another as she entered her local grocery store. Seemed to be that she simply had no reception at her home, so she admirably flipped open her phone scootching the cart lazily down the dairy aisle right into a young man, her age, auburn hair and brilliant blue eyes. She gasped and apologized profusely, her card causing a jolt to his normal shopping day and nearly knocking the wind out of him. 
"Yeah its alright.." he furrowed his brow at her apologies and gently brushing her off so that he could gather his belongings that had fallen.

She gulped, her heart pounding as she helplessly clutched her phone and purse and scooted away. Embarrassed by her actions of the ridiculously beautiful man she paused at the end of an aisle. Biting her lips she watched as he was checked out, slipping open his armani wallet to purchase his groceries.

"Wow.." she said softly to herself, leaning against the cart so heavily that it screeched loudly as it swerved from her weight. Half the aisle turned to stare as she quickly made her way into another aisle.