So cold, yet so hot.

The mans point of view-

I climed through the window, and all the lights where turned off, even though I didn't need them to see. She was laying fast asleep in her bed, and I noticed she had firery red hair and pale skin. She turned and I backed up, hitting her desk making something fall off of it, then I froze thinking she would wake. She turned back over, and I let out a little sigh, then I saw what had droped onto the floor. It was her diary so I picked it up, I opened it and thought about reading it, but then I though about invasion to privacy. I put the book up, and was ready to leave when I saw her school outfit, I knew exactly where it was too. I thought to pay her a visit tomarrow, and with that I left her to her dreams.

Her point of view-

The next day I felt as if I was being watched, and nothing I did would shake off the feeling. Then the bell rang and it was time for lunch, the worst part of my day when everyone talks about me even though I'm there. When I got to the caphateria something was different, no one was even careing about their lunch, everyones attention was on something else for once. I didn't care, I got my lunch like usual with the lunch lady giveing me a dirty look, then I sat down at my usualy empty table. I was half way done with my lunch, when someone sat down across from me. I glanced up, then looked back down to my lunch wondering why would someone sit at my table. Then to my surprise he spoke to me, and I knew that voice from last night.

"Well hello again." He said, in a sweet seductive voice.

"can I help you?" I said.

"yah you can, you still owe me a thanks from last night."

"what do you mean?"

"last night when I saved you from being raped."

"I don't owe you any thing, nore will I ever."

I got up to throw my tray away, and whent back to my class. I never meet the guy so, I don't owe him or any one else any thing. Why would someone waste their time trying to find me so I would tell them 'thank you' I just don't get it.

The mans point of veiw-

She walked away after dumping her tray, she looked agrivated with me, and I want to get just a glance at her eyes. I wonder why she hides them as if they where a curse, tonight i would watch her and maybe even get a glimps of her eyes. Interupting my thought a little girl touged on my sleve.

"Sir, why would you be talking to that freak of nature, especially when you have many others to chose from?" She said.

I got up and left the school, but that night I will be waighting to meet her once again.