Since everyone else is writing a story I was going to do it to obviously. Everyone loved him, they showered him with gifts and affection, he was perfect...to everyone but you. Something about him was strange and no it wasn't the way he wore his academy uniform or how his hair was orange, no you didn't mind those things at all. It was how you would watch him slither into the woods at at night and soon return at in the morning. What is he doing out there all that time? You were going to find out. You slipped on a coat over your nightgown and grabbed a book, along with a pen, then you waited and when you saw him slip into the woods once again you rushed down the hall and outside where you saw him barely sneak away you hid behind the trees and followed him. The night was perfect. The moon, a full one shone brightly the sky was littered with stars, a cool breeze waltzed through your hair and his. You closed your eyes for a moment and opened them again, he was gone? No you still saw him, it did give you a spook. He looked back right at you. "What are you doing out here so late?" He asked, you stay still not even breathing l, how did he know? "Its not that hard to see your silver hair it sticks out way to much." He added you stood up. "What are you doing here?" You asked "You'll answer my question first "He replied a tad aggressively, he turned his whole body your way "Following you what else?" That emitted a chuckle from him "What are you doing out here anyways?" You asked determined to get your answers "Waiting for you" He smiled
