I turned my head and saw a boy with hair that matched the colour of the snow. He was wearing black skinny jeans and a black winter coat. I looked at the stranger some more trying to get a better idea of what he looked like.
"Staring isn't very caring" He smirked.
"Talking to strangers isn't either" I said back.
"Who says I'm a stranger?" He said once again with that same smirk plastered on his face.
"I don't know you" I said as I looked away.
"Michael" He said. "My names Michael, And you?" He asked.
"Lily" I stated and turned around to face him again.
Lie.
