A story of a Boy and Girl

The Knock

          I hear a knock on the door. I jumped at first thinking it was the jocks coming back to beat me up but then I remembered that I had ordered a pizza.

          I grabbed my wallet and walked to the door, but when I opened it... it wasn't the mail man...

        I drop my wallet and stare at the person for what felt like hours but I know it couldn't have been more then 2 minutes. I stared at their features trying to make them out but the porch light is broken so it is pretty hard to see. I almost reached my hand out to touch them to see if they were real. 

          I asked who they were and what they wanted but they didn't answer. I wonder if they knew how to speak. Maybe they were deaf  and couldn't hear what I was saying. Maybe they were blind and couldn't see what house they were at. 

          Zach stop being stupid... Obviosuly they know they are at a house they knocked on the door. I said in my head.

           I snapped back into reality realizing I had dropped my wallet and bent down to pick it up, but when I did I felt a small soft hand touch mine. I looked up and I was staring into giant green eyes.