Days and nights I spent thinking about the boy. His deep blue eyes, the way he slicks his honey hair back. That honey hair I want to run my fingers through.... what is happening to me?!
Why does this boy make me feel like a queen when I am as broke as dirt? So many questions...
Later that day...
" you better not blow this plan up" Connor said to me as he started to distract people so I could pickpocket. i bent down and snatched a wallet or two them went on. I slowly, carefully attempted to pull money out of a mans wallet but he turned around, with a mad look on his face, but it instantly turned to a surprised face. It was hard to miss his honey hair and blue eyes. While me and the boy where trapped in each other's eyes, Connor stomped towards me, held me by my wrist and pulled out his pocket knife.
SLASH!
"Ahh!"
All I could see was my blood spilling out every where .then it all went black.