Shattered Heart of Glass

What she see's.

Luna.
I was watching him. He glides on wheels and dances in the air. He flies. Grinding rails, kick flips, and whatever else he can do.
I hope he knows there's no skating on school grounds. I don't want him to get in trouble. I guess he's a "bad boy". I'm not sure he tries. Oh my goodness Luna, stop watching him! He might see you!
I can't help it.

He's so tall. His dark brown shaggy hair blows over his ears. His sun kissed skin glows in the sun light. And those eyes. Oh, those dark hazel eyes that tilt downwards almost like a puppy. When he smiles that incredible smile, the corners of his puppy dog eyes squit. He is mesmerizing.