he had the beast.he had the beast .he had the beast.i kept repeating those words to myself to make sure the were real
for as long as i had been living in the village i was the only one the beast had latched on to or at atleast thats what i had thought .Brandon seemed so full of life and vigour very much unlike myself who was pale and sickly looking
"what do you mean you have the beast "i asked
"what i mean is that i have the beast "he said with a lopsided grin
"but thats impossible "
"what did you think that only beautiful girls were able to have hebeast ?"
"Yes... I mean no? im not beautiful ."confused by his comliment
"Of course you are beautiful"
"no im not im just average.plain jane atleast thats what everyone in the village says"
"well then those people in the villagemust be absolutly blind"I couldnt help the blush that formed onmy cheeks
"aww is little jane blushing"he teased
"shut up " i said smacking his hand away from my cheek "spaking of the village where exactly are you from ive never seen you befor"
"I had a home" he said sadly "but thats no longer in question"
"why not"i asked
"id rather not speak of it"he said sternly
"okay well I guess I better get back tothe village then"
"very well .until we meet again my beautiful doe eyed janehe said kissing" her hand
for the rest of the night jane couldnot stop thinking about brandon the way his eyes sparkled in hesunlight the way his dimples showed when he laughed the way he had asort of sad mystery to him
he was unlike any boy jane had evermet.
she had just met him a few hours ago but she could tell that hewas different
