Moon light

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DESTINY ADAMS
A shabby, moth eaten book placed on her inner thigh, Destiny lay staring at her safe haven.

The heavy dusk of darkness hung In the sky, a light mist and fog decorated the moon only adding a more calming feeling to the night.

The cool chill in the air nipped at destiny a skin as she lay still facing toward the black abyss called the night sky, oblivious to her surroundings.

Her long wavy chestnut colour hair lay limp over her chest covered by a small black cami connecting to her short white tennis skirt.

The cool air didn't bother her at all she could concentrate on was the lustrous stars above her, her safe haven.

Star gazing as you could call it was a hobby of destines, it was something her father had loved to do when he was younger how ever had sadly passed away before she was born so the pair never got to explore the sky's together.

Destiny was brought out of her enchantment by hearing a rustle behind her.

The cold hit her and goose bumps littered her body. She grabbed her oversized jean jacket of the ground and pulled it around herself suddenly feeling nervous of her surroundings.

Peering into the depths of the woodlands she could see a tall figure lent agains a tree. She could tell by the outline of his torso it was a boy, she could see his muscles through the darkness.

As her eyes adjusted to the duskiness she could see the chiselled features of his face.

she noticed a can in his hand and her mind immediately thought that the boy would be drunk.

She should have felt scared, but she didn't, in fact she felt some what calm.

It must have been the stars.

The boys gaze fell on destiny as he made his way over to her patch of grass that destiny was now sat on.

Destiny returned her gaze to her heaven, pretending she hadn't seen the goddess looking boy.

She felt the boy sit beside her, she kept her gaze else wear fighting ever urge and impulse to look at the stranger beside her.

The need to look at the mysterious boy beside her proved to much as destiny moved her gaze to the stranger.

She took in his chiselled features, his prominent cheek bones looked as if could split skin with one touch. She noticed three small freckles on his cheek and his plump lips making her lick her chapped ones.

Then her gaze landed on his eyes. Oh those eyes.

They sparkled like storm clouds right before lightning hit. Clouds of grey and blue threatened floods and fury while pupils dilated In passion.

His eyes were Intense and unlike the rest of him they weren't at all expressive, they were cold, like ice.

His eyes were blue. Not the ordinary sky blue, or the colour of paint playing off of a the old shed in the back of a field, or even the little flowers that spring up by the side of the road.

His eyes were blue like the sea, crustose clear blue, shimmering, crashing and churning. Looking into his eyes you cold hear the waved falling agains the shore you could see the foam flying into the air.

His eyes were blue like the sky right before the sun disappears, dark rich indigo, with specks of word colour here and there.

His eyes were blue like that warm wool sweater that you put on when the air gets that chill, comfortable, warm, familiar.

His eyes were that kind of blue.

His blue eyes were so captivating she swore that she could just dive into them with the peak of awe nipping at her facial features.

When destiny peered  into his frozen irises she felt an electric chill run down her spine, through her body making her feel numb, like ice.

Every tendril of various shades of incandescent striking white blue staying lined up next to one and other making her eyes them selves seem like a white tundra, it's as if a blizzard is eternally raging on with a black void in the centre of his pupils.

His eyes didn't capture light, but defy it, they're so blue that they literally glow.

"Like what you see?" The blue eyed boy chuckled.

Feeling the blood rush to her cheeks making her face burn with embarrassment the inquisitive girl looked away.

After a few short minutes of silence destiny plucked up the courage to talk to the furtive boy next to her.

"What's your name?" She spoke shyly still not wanting to make eye contact on fear of falling into the trap of his eyes.

The boy turned his head slightly toward her, sighing lightly.

"Hayes, Hayes Grier"

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