Literary Devices Story

Literary Devices Story

Catching the signal from one of her friends, Angela brushed her skirt, took a deep breath and walked towards where he was sitting. She felt the Winter wind wave her hair. Her heart was a drumming band that played faster as her mind increased. She shuffled her feet as slowly as a feather falling to the ground. I can't believe I'm going through with this. she thought. She stopped and turned around back to her friends. She was lost in thought. Her friends gave her and encouraging nod to keep going. She kept walking toward him. She approached him. His eyes were dark, deep, crystal blue eyes. Ironically, despite their darkness, they became a raging inferno that lit up the night sky. His hair was shoulder length, black and center split. His bangs fell to the side of his head slightly covering up a scar that reached from his eyebrow to his hairline. He was propped up against a pillar that supported his weight easily. His legs stood side by side like husband and wife. "E-Excuse me?" Angela asked, "I was wondering if I could borrow the notes from humanities class that you took."
"Sure." He muttered while searching through his backpack. He pulls out a notebook and opens it to read it. Angela then sneaks a tracking device into his backpack. She thought All done. Now i just have to- "Are these what you were looking for?" He asked
"Yup thanks." She pretended to sound interested while looking through the notes. Now I just have to get back and pretend I'm studying. The reality is I'll be watching his every move. You can't escape now! She said to herself.
"Just bring them back in an hour." He said as she walked away. She sat next to her friends and opened to the first page of her book and started up the tracker.
"That's strange, I don't remember him being this nearby." She looked around for him and found him 100 yards away. She examined a note on the first page that said: 'You can keep the notes, it's an empty notebook. By the way you can keep the tracker too while your at it. I don't need it. - Exx :)'
She looked in her backpack only to find a familiar tracker that she remembered putting in his backpack.
Dang it! How did he put it back in my backpack without me noticing? On top of that, how did he know it was there in the first place? Okay stay calm everything is going to be all right. I just need to follow him so I can find out where he lives. I'll get you Exx!