Authors Notice

Everything about them screamed danger. The way they walked, the way they talked, the way their eyes moved as if they were calculating each and every persons move, Even the air around them seemed dangerous. And like all girls, I was no exception. Like a moth being attracted to a flame, I too was attracted. They were no doubt handsome and what not but you couldn't help but be scared and at the same time be awed by their presence, & the rumours did them no justice. But as all good things must come to an end, they screamed trouble and you couldn't help but keep your distance.