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This is a section of character description as Freddie describes Giselle after four months of friendship.

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"Dark brown hair, bright blue eyes and pearly white skin. If someone were to ask you to describe Giselle Otterly Mason, that's what you would say. Nothing special or beautiful, nothing exotic or entrancing; in fact from that description alone you wouldn't think anything of her. Just another pretty girl, but what Freddie saw was so muchmore than that. Yes, she was a normal girl, sixteen years old, sweet and full of life, carefree and genuine, but what no one seemed to see was that she possessed a rare type of unassuming beauty. Everything about her was natural, and while some would call that plain, Freddie saw it as imperfectly perfect. The way she laughed; head thrown back in sweet abandonment, the mischievous twinkle in her eye whenever her innocent seeming mind concocted an entirely uninnocent idea. It was perhaps, Freddie considered, that the times she was her most beautiful were the times like these; hair slightly dishevelled, cheeks flushed from a day spent in the sun and eyes laughing in glee as she clung for dear life to the inside of the van. he watched her with a sort of curious need. Need to soak up every aspect of her in that moment. He watched her with a soft, faraway smile as he fought the urge to just wrap his hands around her tiny waist and pull her to him. It would be so easy; she was so close. She turned when she felt his eyes trained onto her, catching him in the seemingly private act. She caught his eyes and smiled, that sweet, genuine one that she does when she's content or being nice, that warms you to the very core of your heart. But that was it. That was all he saw. No indications that she would ever feel the same way; no desire for him to take any action. He didn't see it so he smiled before heading towards the back of the van; watching, instead, from afar. He didn't see the way her face fell slightly when she realised he was no longer beside her. Didn't notice the cogs whir in her head as she wondered before sighing and convincing herself that she'd imagined it. That he hadn't really looked at her like that, because boys just didn't look at girls like her like that."