Ezrella pov
It has been 1 week since I met that strange Asian boy and I moved into my grandfathers . Thought I do say the boy looked familiar. Very familiar . Time to get up .
I got up and stretched my arms into the air as the sunlight crept in shining on my long brown hair . I grabbed a hair clip and French twisted it and tied it . I threw on my clothes ready to do some work around the farm while my grandfather is ill. I stepped outside my room to see the boy right infornt of me . I ( in shock ) slipped backwards and grabbed him to pull me up . He ended up falling on top of me . Our lips touched . No one moved . Not me not him.
I quickly tapped his shoulder to get up .