Alayce's POV

His words hit me like a wrecking ball. Crushing and shattering my emotional walls. It had to be a lie, but a small part of me wished it wasn't, that he was really like me. If he was like me why didn't they outcast him sooner... He was lying, even though I tell myself that there's always hope. Hope that I'm lying to myself about him. When I looked up I was hit with how genuine he seemed.

"Hello? If you don't hurry I'll ask my family unit instead" he looked into my dull watery blue eyes.

"Describe my hair color and we'll see if this is a big joke being played on me." the boy looked hurt that I wouldn't believe him.

"It's bright definitely bright and um it's the color green? Right?" his answer swerved my nerve endings... it was true.

1 finger was held up on my hand to show him that there was one more test to see if he was like me. My feet strode over to him, then our lips touched. He freaked out but gave in. Our lips kneaded, melted together when he slipped in his tongue I decided it was enough. I slipped out of his embrace and spit out all the nastiness that happened in my mouth. His eyes were half closed and he panted, I could easily see the emotion in them.
Lust. He bit his lip when he stared at me like I wasn't there at all.

"Okay you're not crazy I see them too and I feel feelings like you too, those were tests to see if they weren't trying to joke me or something," his eyes filled with hurt when he realized the kiss was only a test too.

Although his conflicted feelings for me, he hugged me anyways. It was quite a shock for me because of how intimate it was. His hot breath on my neck made me shudder, even though I shouldn't cause I'm a tough bitch.

"Oh I should tell you my name, my name is Alayce."

"Jay."