I guess I should start this tale at the beginning. I never would of guessed that my life would of changed once i met that lonesome boy that gloomy evening. His dark brown hair falling over the most amazing emerald eyes. And when he spoke...it sounded like an angels song. His porciline skin and his slender, tall body. It was like looking into heaven's silver cloud. I walked over to him, curious, and sat down beside him. I painted a smile on my face and made the first move.
"Hi. Are you okay?" My voice sounded concerned and nurtering. He just glanced at me and shrugged. Then a crazy idea streamed in my head. Without thinking, I ruffled his soft, perfect hair. He looked at me, his expression seemingly annoyed.
"Don't." His voice sounded both menacing and alluring. I smirked and of course did it again.
"Don't!" His volume becoming higher. I continued messing his hair until he started doing the same to me. We chased each other for what seemed like hours, around and around the empty street. We finally stopped, out of breath and collapsed on the cement ground, laughing.
"I'm Heather" I introduced, breathless.
"Andrew" He replied and thus our journey begins.
