My alarm springs to life. It startles me so much that i literally fall off the bed. Since I've been to that magical place I've been a bit on edge. I mean, who wouldn't be when you have all this on your hands. Ugh.
I finally get myself to get out of bed after about 1 hour. I throw on a sweater and some skinny jeans. I look in the mirror and gasp.
I. Look. Terrible. There are dark circles under my eyes from lack of sleep and my eyes are red. Oh my gosh. I grab my makeup and apply concealer, a light colored blush, and mascara. I honestly don't know why I'm trying to look nice, I never really try too. Who is there to impress? Me, myself and I?
I grab my converse and put them on. I look out the window. The weather seems nice so I might as well go and take a wa-
My thought are cut off as someone yells my name. My mom. Great [insert sarcasm].
"Liz! Someone's at the door to see you!" She calls out.
What.
Who could it be? I know no one and no one knows me. I sprint down the stairs to see who it is. I stop dead in my tracks.
It's a guy. And he's gorgeous. He has chestnut brown hair and these eyes. Those eyes. They're like a mix of green and blue but once you think it's green it seems to take a new turn to blue an vice versa.
"Has no one told you it's rude to stare," he says, looking at me.
"I- well- I mean-" I stutter.
Idiot!
He smiles and his teeth blind me. I'm not even exaggerating. I pinch my self to make sure I'm not dreaming. Nope. He is real.
"The names James, and you are?" He asks.
"Li- Elizabeth. My name is Elizabeth." I manage to spit out.
"Well, Elizabeth, I saw you walk around the neighborhood yesterday and I thought to myself, wow, that is a very pretty girl I have to meet because no one else is interesting in this chicken coop." He smiles again. His eyes show humor and I want to hug him so bad.
I blush and remember my mom is right behind me.
"Um. Mom could I um talk to him, alone?"
"Sure sweetie,"
My mouth opens to say something but he beats me to it.
"Do you like it here?" He asks.
"Eh,"
Wow. I could have said anything and i choose eh. Smooth.
"Well, it's nicer once you meet the folks around here," he says.
"I guess, so umm where to you live?"
Why did I have to sound like a freaking stalker?!
"Just down the street," he says.
"Um ok. That cool, I kinda have to go now sooooooo-"
"Oh that's fine. See you around," he flashes me another award winning smile and walks away.
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The Nutblug Folk
Fantasy"It was a green that could never be described, like the rainforest once the sun rises. Like emeralds sparkling in the light of the moon. The flowers painted the forest floor like paint on an empty canvas. Liz was admiring the view, a few seconds lat...
