....Ava

A wish

She smelled amazing, like cinnamon.
Man, I wish I'd remembered I'm allergic to cinnamon.

"I wish for a prom date" I whispered as I threw a penny in the fountain. I looked around, just to make sure that no one had seen or heard it. I could clearly hear my best friend Chase's voice "How lame Zac! While you're at it you can just wish for a cocking course for you and your imaginary girlfriend as well!" That's a typical comment from  Chase Parkers. But that's easy for him to say, he is literally surrounded by girls, who are ready to throw themselves under a bus for him.
But I mean, I get why.
Chase is tall and athletic build. He is captain on the soccer team, and then he's is really good looking. I mean come on, the guy has light blue eyes and black curly hair, what more can a girl wish for? And yeah then there's me. Zachariah Bluebell, better known as Zac. I am also pretty tall but not really in the cool way. More like a tilting tower. I have this weird colored hair. Like it's not blond, but it's not really brown either. It kind of just looks like a mouse took a dump on my head. And I'm not at all athletic build. Oh and not to forget the shirts. You'll never see me not wearing a fandom related shirt. Today I'm wearing my lucky shirt. Or it's not really my lucky shirt anymore, but we'll get back to that later.
So I'm wearing this shirt. It's a light shade of grey, and it has like two dark blue stripes on the sleeves, and then on the chest it says: "it's bigger on the inside" which most people find really perverted and disturbing, but it's actually just a doctor who reference.
So I stood here next to the wishing fountain, when this really hot chick came walking in my direction. Here's how she looked.
She was kind of small, like not dwarf sized but in the low end of middle height. She was rocking a shoulder length brown, wavy hairstyle with bangs, and she wore these really cool turquoise sunglasses, which matched her pretty bold boots. She was wearing overalls, a white shirt, and a red Stewardess scarf.
"Hey" she said as she got over next to me. "I really like your shirt! Big whovian." I was kind of shocked. It was not really a common fandom amongst girls at our age. I smiled nervously "Well, thank you. Most people think its perverted!" She laughed really hard at that answer "I'm Avelyn, but you can call me Ava, nice to meet you" She said as she reached out after my hand, to shake it. "I'm Zac, but you can call me... Zac" She laughed again. "Your pretty funny, Zac." She reached down in her bag, after something, which turned out to be a pen and a post it. She wrote some Numbers on it. "We should hang out sometimes" she said, and handed me the paper. I nodded affirmatively and took the paper. She waved, and walked away. The only thing left that proved that I just had a conversation with a real living girl was the post it with the number, and the cloud of cinnamon essence that lied heavily in the air.
Little did I know that my everyday as I knew it was about to change.