Chapter 1 part 4

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Ignoring Lyla was not an easy task, she knew how to get to people, on the bright side Carl came back to rest before the game.

"Do you think you'll win? I've heard they are really strong"

"Of course he will didn't you see him when he was practicing? He'll own the game"

"Lyla is right; I have practiced a lot so I'm sure we'll be fine"

Right then and there a van followed by two sport cars arrive, and the opposite team steps out. They were very intimidating because of how tall they were but they did not look like bad guys, since I see them as the enemy my mind is making them look a little more different than what they really are. You could tell they were not from here, from their very fair skin and blue eyes to blonde hair they were very different to us. One of them got my full attention, he was really gorgeous. Skin like snow white porcelain, almost unreal platinum white hair, for a second I though he was a woman. When they got closer I could clearly see the color of his eyes, emerald green.

While they were exchanging hellos, he noticed me staring but he did not seem to be uncomfortable, in fact he sent me a dazzling smile that was almost blinding while walking my way.

"Good evening", his accent was very clear and maybe it is true what they say about them, it makes someone sound very mysterious.

"Good evening", I manage to say not looking away from him.

"Hello! You're not from this country are you?", Lyla says almost jumping from her excitement.

"I'm Aiden, Aiden Williams. I'm from England but my family decided to move over here when I was around 10", I could not keep my eyes off of him, and neither could Lyla, we were both completely dumbstruck as our eyes followed his every move. Well it had to come to an end, and it did when Carl stood in front of us hiding me and Lyla from Aiden.

"And you must be Aiden, it's a pleasure to meet you", sarcasm was overflowing from Carl's mouth making me feel incredibly embarrassed. The guys from the other team noticed what was happening and pulled Aiden away from Carl, while Jayson pulls Carl to the corner.

"What's the, matter with you? Concentrate the game starts in seven minutes"

"That was something", Lyla whispers but I still could not keep my eyes off him.

"That was uncalled for", was all I could say. 

When the game started and it was the same, and you would think I was concentrating on Carl who promised to win the game for me. The game lasted for two hours even though it was supposed to last less, but due to that there were times when they had to stop because things like fouls, ball out-of-bounds, timeouts, and a 15-minute halftime it lasted longer; they ended up with the same score so they decided to meet again to select the winner team. The sun has completely set and the only light that's available was not as bright as we all thought it would be. The guys were picking up and getting ready to leave when I realize that Aiden was standing next to me.

"It was a good game"

"You can say that again", he chuckles and moves some of his hair out of way and I realized he was not sweating, in fact no one in his team was sweating then again some people sweat a lot and other not at all.

"Did you dye your hair white?", I ask startling myself for being so straight forward without thinking if it may offend him. So I give him a look and he is simply smiling as if that question is something he hears every day.

"I'm sorry, I did not mean to offend you", he laughs and shakes his head reassuring me it was okay for me to ask.

"It is alright, do not worry. I'm an albino, that means I have a small melanin production."

"I've heard and read about albinism but this is my first time seen one in person"

"Bla-Aiden we've got to go", one of the guys call out to him

"Well I guess I'll see you later"

He chuckled lightly as he shot a mesmerizing flirtatious look. I knew Carl was worrisomely looking at me as my eyes followed Aiden. But I pretended not to notice because I was more excited about the possibility of something new beginning.

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