I turned my glance to behind me. Everyone seemed to be having fun.
There was a strange mood emitting from Shadrach and Cal, the others were playing with a incredible flying thing that belonged to Near; even Desideria had a placid expression on her face.
She frowned at her toes then turned away from everyone, she appeared to be asleep. But I knew better, I'd pulled that stunt many times.
I sauntered over to where she lay, calm and icy cold like a snow princess.
'Why are you feigning sleep?' I muttered out of the corner of my mouth. She didn't move one inch, 'Desideria? Hello?'
Again, no noise, no movement.
'Oh, you really are asleep. Faker' I whispered, this would do the trick. . .
I pulled my cloak from my body and lay it upon Deriseria's. She made a small, 'oumff.' Noise and smiled gently as she snuggled into my cloak.
'Ooops. So you actually were asleep all along? Sorry.' I murmured, I looked at her placid yet slightly happy face. I smiled at her, I found myself sitting up against the large oak tree she lay under, staring at her face until I drifted off to sleep.
Why was I so drawn to this girl?