Everyone has a different story behind closed doors... Stephen POV "Who are you?" I spoke out She turned around quickly quite shocked. "Urm, hi sorry I wasn't snooping or anything I was just having a look around, I'm kendal" I just stared at her. I didn't mean to, she just caught my breath. Her curly golden hair fell just below her waist, making her tanned skin stand out more, her eyes were a mix of grey and camouflage green, the light caught them making them shine. She wore black ripped jeans with an oversized hoodie, perhaps her boyfriends, along with a pair of timberlands attached to her feet. I looked back up to her face, "You'd better go this isn't no place for a girl like you" She nodded and walked past me disappearing through the passage. I didn't mean to come across rude, she just seemed dainty like you don't want to mess with a girl like her. Kendal. I like it.