The wind lashed the hair around her face and the rain soaked through her clothes to her skin. Her name was Leah; she was an average 18 year old girl who had just finished studying from university and was now on her way home. At the time it seemed to be an ok plan to walk home as it was only a 30min walk from the university and when she set out after saying goodbye to all her colleagues and tutors it night air was warm and gentle with a nice chilly breeze. Thankfully it was summer time and so it was the time of "light nights" where the nights were almost as light as the day and so everyone would be safe to walk the streets compared to in the winter and Leah wanted to do just so.
It wouldn't be fair to call Leah ugly or even unattractive; she was in fact, the definition of the word 'Beautiful'. She was the type of girl who walked through the halls oblivious to all the stares at her, she was the type of girl to walk into a class and you have to stop your conversation with your best friends just to watch her sensually move to her chair. And the best thing about her beauty was... she did even know it.
To give a picture about what she looked like... imagine a model of your wildest dreams and then times it by 10, she was 5"9 tall with golden sun blonde hair that looked as if it belonged to god himself. Her eyes were blue and her frame was slim, she was not what you might think of skinny but she was the perfect picture, not skinny, not overweight but the perfect proportion in all the right places.
Because it was the last class of the semester she had just finished she was not dressed as all the other girls was in the town ready to go and hit the clubs, instead she was wearing a sensible white t-shirt with a matching white bra underneath with denim jeans and white Nike trainers.
Because the rain had not started when she had left she was not wearing a coat or any other protective clothing to keep away the chill or the rain and she was beginning to feel the effects. Within twenty minutes of walking the downpour of relentless rain her body from head to toe was soaked with her once white shirt now clinging to her slender body and as see-through as if she was wearing nothing. Her white lace bra was not so hidden anymore but was on full display to all of the males who came out and were brave enough to face the storm.
she was now only a couple of streets away from her house and just had to pass through one more alley before she could get changed in to something more warm and settle in for the night with a cup of coca. Just as she began to turn into the alley she noticed in the corner of her eye that there was a group of teenage boys checking her out. Normally she would not be bothered about such an inconvenience but given the storm and how she looked she began to hurry her pace to get home. Almost immediately the group of four males began to follow her down the alley, thinking of some way to protect herself from the group she reached inside to her right jean pocket and grabbed her blue colored ball point pen, with one click at the end the pen sprung downwards ready to be used; having a pen to use against four attackers may not have been the best weapon to have but given all she was carrying she would not go without a fight.
She was but a few steps down the alley from the safety of the street when she noticed that the gang of lads were now rapidly coming towards her, what scared her above all was the menacing look in their eyes as if she was not threat. She held on the pen in her pocket more tightly.
"Hey beautiful want any company." One of the voices called out from behind.
She decided to ignore the remark and carried on walking. She was but halfway through the alley when she stopped dead in her tracks, one of the men behind her had placed a hand on her shoulder.
"Get off me!" she yelled at the top of her voice while at the same time swinging round to meet her attacker and lifting the pen out to stab him wherever she stuck.
Her hit failed to strike anything as when her pen flew out of the pocket and aimed towards the mans' neck her wrist was caught by another of the group and her only defense was forced out of her grasp. Now she was doomed. No protection. No escape. No help. The men circled the prey as a lion would when hunting.
"Come on boys, this is going to be fun." One of the males spoke, he was a teenage lad about the same age as Leah but his skin was as dark as the night sky and his head half covered by a bandanna. His clothing was much like the rest of his friends: Black shirt, black jeans and black shoes.
"Hey babe, how about a kiss." another one of the males stated as if it was nothing more than harmless fun, Leah turned around to meet the man looking at her and stared into his eyes. He was a white male with soaked black hair and green eyes that showed exactly what he wanted...her.
