"Can I help you?"
Her honey-sweet voice surprised him. He looked leisurely and there she was.
Standing after him was the most beautiful girl he's probably ever seen around here. She sat on a swing, Though he was not aware that he had stared at her for quite some time.
She wore a black and white polka dot dress with a braided belt. Her hair was in the style of Bettie page, brown, Her hair was falling brilliantly over her chest. The girl's face was like-- as cliché as this may sound-- dark chocolate.
But those lips...
oh, boy those kissable cherry lips.
The girl was stunningly gorgeous, like a painting of a goddess brought to life. She smiled sweetly at Malik, her eyes sparkling like stars flaunted on the night sky.
