(Damon)
After the Selena incident I had stayed holed up for a few days in my penthouse, not venturing out unless I had a modeling shoot or football practice. I had finally decided to go socialize and throw the football with some of my teammates on the green after their text messages wouldn’t stop. The weather was still warm and it was the perfect day to be outside. I was tossing the football with Eric, an asshole on my team who thought that his daddy’s money meant he was better than everyone else. He was the best wide receiver on the team however so I tried to play nice. Eric was bragging about a girl per usual as we went back and forth.
“I’m telling you, she’s the hottest girl I’ve ever seen,” he boasted.
His voice lowered as he continued. “I can’t think around her, and I can’t think of anything but her since I met her.”
For once he seemed almost serious. Eric was as much of an asshole as I was to women and his sudden devotion to this girl was dubious at best.
“How come I haven’t seen this girl around?” I said with a cocky grin designed to piss him off.
“She’s new Damon, and I’ve already called dibs so back the hell off,” he stated, trying to act nonchalant but definitely getting riled up.
I smirked, not responding. He knew that if I set my eyes on a girl he had no chance. Suddenly something caught his attention, and the football went soaring over my head.
“Nice throw” I called out, wondering what could have distracted him that badly. I turned around when I heard a soft “Umph”, and noticed a girl had fallen to the ground with the football by her.
Yikes, I muttered to myself and jogged over. I noticed that a bunch of guys were jogging ahead of me. This was weird because there were tons of hot girls at Rothmore. With the exception of Selena, one girl doesn’t usually get that much attention because there are plenty to go around. I heard Eric call out “Eva” as I got closer to the girl. This must be the girl he was talking about.
Pushing through the small crowd that had gathered I looked down and started to ask if she was alright…and promptly lost my breath and any train of thought. It was her, the goddess that had been haunting my dreams for the last few months. Her blonde hair was streaked with gold, falling almost to her waist. Her skin was alabaster and perfect. I could tell she wasn’t wearing any makeup, yet even with my advanced vision I couldn’t see a single imperfection on her face. She was now staring at me, and I could see her eye color was also otherwordly. It was a blue-ish purple color that was almost the color of an amethyst. She had long black eyelashes, a perfect nose, and full pink lips that were just begging to be touched. Strangely, she also seemed to have a slight gold glow about her. I wondered if others noticed it? I had never seen another creature on the earth as exquisite, and I was positive that whatever she was, she wasn’t human. I had to have her.