And Then There Was Her.
Her long black hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall. The sun shone on it and where the golden beams hit, stars formed in the midnight sky.
Her back was to me, but pale arms the colour of mil were attached to creamy hands that were firmly stuck to her hips. Faded blue jeans encased legs that were probably as smooth as her arms. Small dainty feet were shoved in black flipflops. Her ridgid posture screamed argument.
I saw who she was arguing with. My best friend. He had earthy coloured skin, and shining grass eyes that came with a will of iron and a huge mouth with brains to boot. But, I had heard that this girl had argued her way out of a detention with the strictist principal around. There was no way he could win.
I cleared my throat and stepped forward to break them up. The girl whirled around to face the intruder and my blood ran cold.
I noticed the black t-shirt, the full red lips, small nose, pale skin, the thick lashes around the eyes. But it was the eyes themselves that did me in. In them fires flared, storms raged, tornados whirled, thunder clanged and lightning struck. I'd never seen anything so beautiful or terrifying. The depths of them dragged me under and I was lost.
"Well, what do you want?" She snapped in a voice that spoke of immense power.