poopingpotato

Posted on 1000003ducks last night 

poopingpotato

I'm writing a story on my other wattpad (10000003ducks) called: It happens in Summer. 
          
          "My name's Luke," his voice was like an Angel's, it was so pleasing to the ears. "And what might your name be?" I look up only to see a cheesey grin. 
          "Eliza." I replied to Luke shaking his comforting hands with the summer breeze brushing against our bodies. It was only 6:30 and the sun was starting to set. The sun had made Luke's face shine, showing all of his qualities; the good and the bad, but mainly the good. His hazel eyes searched deeply into my plain grey eyes. 
          
          This will be on 10000003ducks