Section 2: Chapter 2

"Yeah," it replied, taking-on the form of a boy. He was beautiful, I was just joking. 

"Huh?!" I, said. "See ya, sis," he, replied. He was beautiful, gorgeous. Like, a breathe of heaven. "Everything, I said, was 'opposite'." He had, tousled sandy blonde hair, framing a face with warm hazel eyes and a splatter of freckles across his cheeks and nose. Cute. He stood tall, wearing a vintage band t-shirt paired with, faded denim jeans, and sneakers. He had a laid-back demeanor, with a mischievous grin that adds to his charm. Handsome. 

Hot. 

Hot. 

Hot. 

He was like a live serpent... slithering through the shadows, his movements silent and fluid. His warm hazel eyes held a hypnotic allure, drawing unsuspecting souls into his world of 'mystery' and enigma. His presence, a juxtaposition of danger, and, allure; his words, laced with both subtly beguiling and captivating charm, wove a web of fascination around my heart, and, my head. 

I will remember him.