"love" at first sight

Chapter 2

~Colton's Pov~

I knew when the government had to relocate us it wouldn't be easy. First there is the train ride that can take days or even weeks. And then the struggle of starting in a new place. But, this colony was the definition of shit. It was a down right dump. Trash blowing everywhere, half torn down buildings, and the mean looks around every corner. I knew my life would become a living nightmare. Then I saw her.

The first thing I noticed was her eyes. They were a deep hazel with flecks of gold and I couldn't help but feel my heart skip a beat when we made eye contact. She had long radiant brown hair that stopped at her elbow. Her face was the perfect oval and her smile turned me on. She walked towards me with a sense of confidence in each step and I became mesmerized by her beauty up close. I held my breath as she was about to speak.

~Alisa's Pov~

I saw that bastard from 10 yards away. The hunky shoulders, flowy blonde hair, and perfect height. Don't get me started on those eyes, like the light blue of the sky. I was in love. I was in love with everything about him. He's perfect. The perfect kill.

~Colton's Pov~

I waited for a sentence to flow out of her beautiful mouth.
"What are you looking at," She said angrily.
"huh? oh you?" I stammered.
"hmm and why's that?"
"You're just so...beautiful," I responded.
"You think I'm beautiful?" She said with a gleam in her eyes.
"definitely."
"Oh really," She said while leaning in close to me.
"yeah," I say, getting slightly turned on.
"Well you can see how beautiful I am sometime at my place," She said while taking a step closer to me.
"That would be great," I respond, and set my hand on her hip drawing her closer.
"I have to go, but here's my address," She tells me.
"Ok, can I meet you tonight?"
"Sure see you then," She said.
I stood and watched the love of my life walk away towards the dining hall with only a crumpled piece of paper in my hand.

~Alisa's Pov~

That was the worst. That was horrible. I can't believe I went through with that. Sure it was easy playing the slutty girl looking for some one to sleep with, but with him it made me want to gag. It's not that he wasn't extremely hot, it's just that every time I see him it reminds me I have to murder him. It all started when I was fifteen, well that's when the dreams started. He looked exactly like that guy, he was that guy. Well in my dream I would lean in to kiss him or possibly more. But instead I would tease him and make him beg for me. I planned it all out, I will put the pills in my mouth right before I make out with him. Then, before he realizes what happened to him he would already be dead. I just hope it'll work. He must die. The cycle must be broken.