the moment

him

he wanted to get a closer look at her, to determine whether his eyes had really seen what he had thought. she was beautiful. there was no other explanation or words he could use to describe what she was. even though he had laid eyes on her for a matter of seconds, once cast under her apparent spell it had felt like a lifetime of getting lost in her eyes. he had never felt this odd sensation before. he could not describe it as odd though, because even though this feeling was so unusual and unfamiliar, he in no way wanted it to go away. His body welcomed its presence, and now it was streaming through his veins giving him a sense of power and excitement. this overwhelming power overthrew his consciousness and without a second thought, he lay chest-down on his surfboard and began to paddle with his arms towards the girl. His heart continues to pound in his chest like a drum, and his veins pulsating with every stroke he took.