Chapter 3

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Peter's POV
Who is this girl?

I don't even know why I'm here honestly. I don't even know where I came from or how I ended up being me. I don't recall parents, or a past, but I know that I'm 19 and that my name is Peter. I know that I'm on planet earth.

I know how to be a human. But I'm not sure if I'm a human...The last thing I remember was walking down the street, following this strange pull in my heart.

It lead me to this house and apparently to Riley.

I remember climbing the side if the house, just scaling straight up it. That's not a very human like thing to do.

I looked at her, but I couldn't see her face clearly because the covers covered her face. I left the window open and I got in the closet, I didn't want to frighten her by waking her. But when I got in the closet, I couldn't close it anymore.

My body was to big, so it was slightly opened. It would be best for me to leave, I'd only bring confusion into her life. But I had this pull in my heart, like I was literally drawn to her.

I may not know why I fealty this strange pull in my chest...but now that I'm here. I will never leave her side. I'm pretty sure that she is the most beautiful girl I'll ever see. I'm glad the first face I've seen, or rather remember seeing, is hers.

I sit on her bed and take a look around he room. It's large. The door, bed and dresser all along the same wall. The window another dresser and hamper is on there wall across from the bed. There's a large flat screen TV over the dresser.

The hamper is full of clothes and some spill on the floor. There's the closet on the left wall, where I was in. It's filled with clothes that I accidentally snatched off the hangers trying to fit in there. on the floor there Is a guitar, skate board and some work out weights.

I look at Riley and just watch her sleep. The covers rise and fall. I don't know how long I've been sitting like this but it must've been quite some time. The alarm blares and I frown. I get up and look at it.

Pressing the switch to "off". I lean over her body and shake her shoulder gently.

"Riley, wake up. " My stomach growls, I must be pretty human, she groans and turns, opening one bright green eye.

I stand and put my shoes on. Walking to the window I look out of it. It's bright out...the sun is beautiful, like Riley, but Riley is better.

"Hey Riley" I get a groan "your beautiful, like the sun on the brightest days..." She chuckles.

I turn to look at her.

She's defiantly much more beautiful than the sun itself.

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