Excerpt from MGR edited Chapter 1.
She wandered out to the hallway following the map to the Canteen. Once there she surveyed her surroundings and one particular sight caught her eye. At the edge of the room all huddled together were your stereotypical jocks and preps. But that was not what grabbed her attention. Not what more like who. Preppy girls with too much make up, short skirts, and too tight shirts were giggling at this one boy. He had curly russet brown hair, piercing green eyes, and lightly tanned skin. He was wearing a simple blue t-shirt that showed off his well toned arms and chest, tight black skinny jeans that left little to the imagination, matching black cardigan, with a pair of blue vans.
Simply he was stunning; and that still felt like a understatement.
But gathering from his position in the crowd, the girls wrapped up in him, and his choice of attire he was not someone she would care to know.