Casper pov
Damn the look these guys are giving me are getting kinda annoying.
So me getting tired of there death stares,I pull out my little black journal and a sharpy.
"Hi,I'm Casper. Sorry but I'm mute can't talk."
Then showed it to them.
There faces turned from death to I think curiosity,and I think smoothly. Which I did not like. I hate it when people give me sympathy looks once they find out I'm mute. It sucks.
Me getting irritated, I just started waking off. But was once again stopped stopped by this worm and big hand sending sparked up my arm. But still winced in pain. But at least he softened up once seeing my pain. Thank goodness.
I didn't want him to let go of me, but I also did want his death grip a little lease tite.
Then me being weird I stared traveling up the guys arm that was stopping me from walking.
Once up to his chest. I see he has a nice biggish chest. Then to the jaw line. I have to say this guy was hot. From the jaw I go to the eyes.
I love people's eyes. His were this perfect blue/gray eyes. Beautiful. But then I had to stop myself. No more staring.
I did not want to fall for a guy that would more than likely brake my already broken heart.
