Caught

Lily

When I first saw Matty, the thought that came to my mind was, he kinda looks like Severus Snape with blond hair.

No kidding.

He was standing just outside the architecture building, looking at the vast space in front of him. A breeze was in his hair, pulling it away from his face. His features were thoughtful, calculating, as if he was seeing something in that space that was invisible to other people. He was beautiful.

I think I liked him the first time I saw him. He is cute, not in the I’m-popular-pretty-boy-way, but in the I-look-like-a-blond-Severus-Snape-way, which we could all admit, is something we don’t see every day. When I first talked to him, I could tell that he’s incredibly smart, and artsy. He likes the outdoors. In his mind he visualizes the transformation of dull, pieces of land to something pretty and lively. He creates magic with nature.

He is funny, and sweet. He loves his family.

He is also the biggest dork in the world.

And he looks like Severus Snape.

I should really stop saying that. It annoys him. Or maybe I shouldn’t stop. It annoys him. I am winking here.

Matthew Johnson is a catch.

I’m glad I am the net beneath him.