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Gaara? Gaara. No, I guess I never really had anyone ask me what I thought about him. He's mostly distant from everyone else. Doesn't crave the attention too much. Always is soft spoken it seems. When I first met him, he spared me a glance then looked away. I guess I never really thought much of one simple glance other than 'would they look back?' that is. Not with him though. Part of me wanted him to look back at me and see me. The other more dominate part of me would have none of that. Although, he was.... special.

Short uncombed bushy ruby red hair. Always undone and messy. Although, it has a soft silky look to it. It would make you want to take a piece between your fingers and feel it. Not much can be done with such short hair but, that's not the point. But that doesn't cover up the scar on his forehead. His father was a major psychopathic fool. He burned the symbol of 'love' into his own son's forehead. Although, it gave Gaara's childish looking face a more adult look to it, a little at least. His eyes were outlined in eyeliner. His big sister, Temari's, to be exact. She doesn't really mind that much. The eyeliner really brings out Gaara's light blue/ teal colored eyes. His eyes alone seek dominates. His skin as pale as the snow of the first falling of the year. He's quite tall for a 17 year old boy.

Like I said.... special. See? Simple as that.

He'll have a cold outer shell when he is with people he does not trust or know. He'll glare at them or just plain look away. If he doesn't agree with something instead of yelling, he'll just get up and leave.

He is mostly calm and composed for a majority of the time. When he is mad he'll narrow his eyes and just walk away. On rare occasions he would glare daggers and start calling back insults or hiss nasty words. His eyes will look through you to your soul, his words with cut you by the sharp way he says them. His abusive father and drug addict mother can be really hard on him sometimes.

When I need a place to go, all I have to do is ask. They always say just what I need to hear when I'm that down.

Yes.

To me, they seem like they think of me as like some kind jewel. It makes me happy to see that they love me so much! Love? Why did I say love? I was just talking about Gaara. Not love. I don't own a car. All my other friends do though. They all don't seem to mind doing things for me. I'm so happy that they care.

He is very selfless and cares more for his friends than for himself. He would always look at you like he would do anything for you so you could smile. Well, if you are loved by him. Wait! I used the word again! Why am I using the 'l' word so lightly now? I try to be very aware of what is going on around me.

Now, there is something that I just now am aware of... I know a lot more about Gaara than I thought I did.

A/N: I tried to make the chappys a little similar! Please let me know what you think! I will need 3 more reviews! Review and rate! Have a good day!