Eyes of the Beholder

A/N anything written in BOLD is what Elena is thinking or telling the reader personally, Regular typing is the narrator telling the story, or the P.O.V. That is being read, and anything that is italicized are letters, text messages, email, and important documents.

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----------------------------------------------that means your either being taken out of the story or put back into the story. I think that's it so let me know if you like it. Please no negative comments, this is my first real book I'm excited to have on Wattpad. So any ideas or creative criticism is greatly appreciated.

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I couldn't tell what I was more afraid of, his piercing hazel eyes that seemed to look beyond my soul or his voice that could tear down a New York City skyscraper.

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My heart had seemed to stop beating as I searched his eyes for some type of emotion to use to my advantage. Sadly there wasn't any distinct emotion my human eyes could see passing through his non-human eyes.

He pushed closer towards me, I felt my chest compressing realizing that I had stopped breathing. I slowly began fueling my body with much needed oxygen.

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--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------I guess I should rewind a little bit, and explain exactly how I became in my "predicament" if you will.

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Chapter 1- meeting Elena

My name is Elena, Elena Jordan. I am 17 years old, and attend Undiscovered Gems High School (UGHS) in Long Island, New York. I am a short 5'2" , I have a naturally dark tan complexion, with long brown (naturally curly) hair. I have hazel eyes and a heart shaped facial structure. All which is inherited from my Puerto Rican heritage. I'm mixed with Puerto Rican, African-American, and Brazilian. I'm my parents only child, although, they didn't really have a choice of that.

///// 1 month before/////

*Elena POV*

I woke up to the loud, chirping alarm clock. Like no other school day, I pulled myself out of bed and dragged my feet to the bathroom. I did my daily routine and got in the shower. I let the hot water run down my body before I decided to start washing up. I washed my hair and my body before getting out. After I dried off I put lotion on and brushed through my dreaded curls.

I walked to my closet to see what I would wear today. I grabbed a pair of gold skinny jeans and a blank bandou and a leather jacket with gold tints in it. I also grabbed my black sparkly Uggs. I trudged over to my jewelry box and picked out a pair of gold hoops, a gold belly ring and a black, gold studded bracelet.

I walked over to my vanity, after getting dressed, to do my hair and make up. I straightened my bang and rubbed some moose through the rest of my curls. I applied mascara, eyeliner, and some pink lip gloss. Perfect.

I slung on my brown over the shoulder back pack, got my phone off the charger, and my car keys off the desk before walking out my room. I went to devour breakfast.

"Morning" I sang to my older 'brother' Damien. He isn't my real brother, but I live with him. He is 18. He is a tall 6'5", with short brown hair. He has deep brown eyes and a more round face than mine.

"Morning" he said groggily. "It's 7:45, I don't understand how you are happy at this time of the morning, it's in humane."

I chuckled at his failed attempt to sound smart. "Are you mad about my happiness?" I questioned.