He was different, he dressed the same way, walked the same way, acted the same way. But, his eyes screamed something else, something deeper than his bad boy demeanor. Something way deeper. Never showing a need to any individual, yet his eyes is looking for something more. He looked at me, with a surreptitious gaze, but I can never get close to him no matter what. My touch will burn him, as he is ice and I am fire. & one look is all it takes. -Not your cliche story-All Rights Reserved