All about him

He was mine

     He was amazing, to start this off. Huge brown eyes, perfect face, and a nice huge smile. I mean sure he turned out to be just a guy but...I loved him. That girl showed me that I couldn't have exactly who I loved. It's funny, I used to think love was just...being with the person and kissing. But the was she made me feel was different.
    Does this make sense?  I doubt it, I mean you don't even know who I'm talking about. He was Zachary Davis, a frat boy in college who I thought was the love of my life. I was more than wrong. He had dirty brown hair, a perfect face like Harry Stiles, and brown sugar eyes. But she was the cheerleaders captin, sorority captin, and full of surprises.  Zoe Coone, she was known as the "Hazer of all hazers who has a little bit of a lesbian side." I didn't know what lesbian ment at the time I met her, but I found out soon enough. She was a really bitch, curly blond hair, sky blue eyes, and big huge kissable lips...was that enough to describe her? She reminded me of Jamie Lynn Spears.
    We met at Kappe Latin America College. I met Zach first, he was throwing a football across a white line to some guy and we caught eyes. He smiled at me and stopped his whatever. We started a friendly conversation and he said I picked a great collage. Things went great from there for about two weeks. Then, she came. I had already known about her from the first day of collage,  but I had never actually got the chance to talk to her. Zoe was at the joining of Kappe Latin, and I was thinking of being a "sister" there.
    "So who are you and what do you want?" Those were the first words Zoe asked. She was smiling and curling her hair with her finger. Not in a flirting way.
    "I want to be a pledge," I said, not sure what it ment at the time.
     "A pledge? Like a Kappe sister?  Being through he'll week and all that?" Zoe was starting to look annoyed.
    "Yeah a pledge. I can handle it, I've been wanting to join since highschool. A sister would be cool, I'll do the initiation and get it perfect." I could tell the girl in front of Zoe who was sitting down, was interested. The girl later turned out to be Julia.
   "Who are you?" Julia asked. I told her my name and what dorm I was in, thinking it would help. Julia was a tall, long brown haired girl, with dark brown eyes, and bad cheekbones.
      "Well. We'll tell you what we decide when we get everyone, but I'm going to tell you right now. Honestly no one else has really looked as great, you're probably chosen as a pledge." That was Julia, she was smiling.
      "Thank you!" I thought that was all to it.  But that was just a tiny start.