He loves me, he loves me not

I saw him

I saw him coming down the stairs, indifferent to the admiring stares he was getting from the opposite sex.  Beautiful girls, long legs, glowing hair and lushing smiles and yet, they did not get a glance from him. 

I am no beauty myself, short, pale and greasy hair. So I dont stand a chance, and yet, I am desperately in love with him. 

Him...

Alvin,  middle name Angel, last name Burgarth.  Alvin was not your typical handsome boy, captain of football team and cheerleaders lover. Instead, he was gentle, kind and mysterious with only a few friends, and no girlfriend.  He would leave school everyday at the same time and walk to his home. A huge house, behind huge gates and huge dogs. I followed once, attracted to him like moth to a flame.  I want him... I would kill for him...