Eyes like mine

Chapter three: A place to belong

(A picture of Adrian how she looks now before a haircut in the next few chapters)
Along the drive to wills house, we stopped at some place to get something to eat. The diner was a calm and pleasant atmosphere. We sat at the booth where we both looked at the menu.

I laughed a little, "I used to love little diners like this, my nanny, miss Lucinda used to take me to this awesome diner to get pancakes, my favorite were the chocolate chip, I used to try and eat the chocolate chips first, she'd scold me and then try to get me to eat the whole thing, of course it was our little secret because  my parents hated me eating anything not prepared by our chefs,"

"Why," he smiled.

"Because my parents where rich snobby health enthusiasts. I'm still trying to gain weight from being underweight," I smiled," I still can see my ribs and spine, hell other women complain when they gain weight and I complain when I loose weight. When you compliment my weight, I say lady I am stupid skinny and this is without diet and exercise and a very unhealthy metabolism. They walk away with what I want a healthy figure and a frown on there face. I am a mess will graham and am proud of my flaws for they shape me into the human I am today," I laughed and smiled.

"Your not that bad," he said blushing.

"Well Will I am glad that I meet your standards because I'd feel bad since you are the one taking me out in public and have to sit," I gestured to my body," with this as my hair no longer is the beautiful cocoa brown color it once was and I look like an old lady from behind with this," I gestured to my grey, white and silver locks," color hair and the fact that it blends in with my skin that practically glows in the dark and even a ghost can say boo to cause they think I'm already dead, now, will what would be wrong with that, plus I'm in my prison getup," I laughed even harder.

"Okay so your practically glow in the dark, you still look beautiful, I'm sure Emily is sending you a closet and we can always get you some TLC and vitamin C and if you want we'll go to a hairdresser," Will laughed.

I smiled in happiness,"Don't get me wrong Will, but I don't care about the color but it's too long and even if my skin is still pale and I end up looking like a human light bright," he chuckled, " I couldn't care less because it's not my job to look good for the world but myself, I'm just concerned about my weight period and beyond that, " I shrugged, " I don't care because if I did I think it would be the red and amber eyes, it makes me look like a freak, other than that I don't care what the irks the world has over my looks because than at least I know I make an impression when I step onto the world I knows stage and present myself for there eyes to feast then at least people remember me, good or bad, I'm still making an impression,"

Soon we ordered, he ordered fish and chips, while I got chocolate chip pancakes and orange juice with a side of bacon and hash browns. All throughout dinner I couldn't help but notice his eyes. Eyes to me were like the most honest part of the body that unless you are a sociopath are like windows to your soul. Very beautiful his a most gracious blue held behind distinguished frame were honest and the color of my former lovers eyes, Blue like the sea I would drown in, blue, like my favorite car or jumper I could no longer wear. Blue is the warmest color to me.

That night I could barely remember the drive home. When we arrived to his home as soon as he opened the door out came a rush of dogs of which I quickly backed away from as remembering a former experience with the neighbors Rottweiler, Brutus.

"Help," I yelped quickly, "will," I squeaked.

"There friendly they won't bite, hold out your hand," he smiled.

I held out my hand lightly and the fluffy brown one that he later told me was Winston we didn't even really make it in until I was invited in and really sat on the couch and then fell asleep and didn't wake up until the morning with the first peaceful sleep in months.