He was beautiful, exquisite even. It wasn't hard to pick him out of a crowd. Especially with his brown hair. It wasn't styled like most teenage boys. It was layered, thick, and pushed back. Not with gel, but crafted by his hands.
His dark eyes shifted from every book in the library. Picking out which book he would buy first. They were a dark chocolate brown. Even from across the aisle I was hiding behind I could see the gold that circled around his pupil.
God might have carved his entire body by hand. His beauty was inhuman.
I moved along the aisle, trying to focus on what I really had come here for. But I was in an utter trance by this boy.
Thump
His dark eyes now shifted to the fallen book. They had locked with my own eyes, and I had been discovered.
I quickly swept the book up and shoved it into a random spot on the shelf in an attempt to leave before he could catch his spy. But to my luck he had somehow reached me before I could leave the aisle. He reached for the book and retrieved it. Looked at the title and put it back all why looking at me and smiling. He. said. nothing.
I felt my cheeks burn with embarrassment as he walked out of the library. I didn't stay a moment longer after that.
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Dead Daisies
Mystery / ThrillerIt's when the strange boy moves to Oakley Falls. That's when people start coming up dead. The entire town accuses poor Thomas, but not Amelia. But strange things start happening. Unexplainable things. Why is Thomas so odd? What's happening to the to...
