Hair like sheets of gold, eyes as blue as the ocean, thin as a toothpick, and cute as a button was all he could see from where he stood.
She was putting on her usual bright red lipstick with her face glued to her locker door. He wanted so much to go up and talk to her, but he knew that he couldn't . . .
that he absolutely wouldn't do it.
Even though he adapted quickly to the living styles of earth, he could never be normal. That's all he really wanted to be was normal.
Shane at only five foot two had brown almost blonde hair and ears that pointed at the tips. He was an elf. His nose was small, but curved perfectly to fit his face.
The darkness of his green eyes could brighten a smile on any face, and a mesmerizing smile that made any girl want to swoon.
And she the girl with the golden hair wouldn't even look at him. Well, she did, but it was as if he wasn't even there. She pushed the locker door closed locking the lock with an upward motion.
She turned and faced Shane. Goosebumps covered his flesh as he shifted on each foot almost teeter-tottering like a seesaw.
Her ocean-blue eyes ran up and down Shane's body almost as if she was looking through him or as if she didn't even have a care in the world that he was standing there watching her.
This was the only girl who wouldn't fawn over Shane and say how cute he was. In some ways, she somehow knew that he didn't want to be treated like a five-year-old.
He sucked in a breathtaking a few steps forward. Even though he said before that he wouldn't do it, he couldn't go up to her.
He found himself planning what he wanted to say to her once he came face to face with her.
His feet carried him forward, and he realized that this was yet another day that he was going to try and talk to her.
He tried once or maybe was it twice before, and every time he was so close to asking her the question all he could say was, "Hi." How pathetic was that?
The girl's eyes widen as Shane came her way. She turned quickly in the opposite direction, swinging her light purple backpack over her shoulder pretending like she didn't want to talk to him.
His feet moved faster with his heart gaining the same speed. Reaching his hand out he called, "Connie!"
He was now an inch or two away from her. She turned instantly surprised that he had actually spoken, that he actually knew her name. She held two textbooks wrapped in her arms.
Her eyes told Shane that she didn't want to be bothered, that the question he was going to ask was going to leave her dying of boredom.
The world seemed to slow at this very moment with thoughts like, Do I tell her she's pretty? Do I tell her that her eyes are nice? When Shane's eyes found Connie's he found her smiling at him.
"Yes, Shane?" Her once dull almost annoyed eyes changed into almost a brilliant ivory.
He was stunned . . . no shocked that Connie the girl who ignored him for so long actually knew his name.
No one told her his name, not that he was aware of, but he couldn't think about that right now.
He just wanted to know this girl not just because she could possibly change him from being an elf to being a human, but just to be with her.
And he found himself wanting her more than anything else.
"I just wanted to say hi."
Are you an idiot? All you could come up with was you wanted to say hi? Shane adjusted his green beanie on his head almost pulling it over his eyes.
The only reason why he wore a beanie was not because he liked it but because it covered his pointy ears.
"Hi." She responded looking around the hall may be trying to find her friends. "Did you want something?"
"I um. . ." He paused and sucked in another breath trying to make himself feel more comfortable like he was the bigger person.
But in reality, he was just a small elf boy who didn't know how to talk to girls.
"I know what you want," Connie whispered under her breath, but it wasn't because she was annoyed it was because she knew something he didn't know she knew.
Shane froze paralyzing him into shock. How could she know? He hadn't told anyone his secret or what he always wanted to ask Connie.
"So you know I like, like, like you?" Shane slowly moved his eyes up towards hers, and she was now standing right in front of him.
He didn't know what to say at this moment. It was like the walls of his brain collapsed letting all of the information rush out.
And before he knew it Connie's delicate hand was grabbing the top of his beanie yanking it off quickly. Shane tried grabbing the beanie back, but it was too late.
"I. . .I" He cupped his hands over his ears trying to hide what he truly was.
"You don't need to explain. I already know." She moved Shane's cupped hands away from his ears. Then Connie's lips were suddenly on Shane's.
A warm energy passed between them sending sparks to fly through Shane's small body, and when the energy met the tips of Shane's pointy ears they shrunk to the size of a normal human.