Ten minutes pass and the bus still hasn't come.
I lift my phone out of my pocket and check the time, The screen says 13:30. I decide to look around since there isn't much else to do, when suddenly I spot a familiar face. I can't put a name on the guy but I know that I know him from somewhere. As I think about it I forget that I am staring at the guy and I'm brought back to reality by the guy waving a hand over my eyes.
"Hello'' He simply says, sad and with a hint of regret. How odd. Up close I notice this guy is hot, like really damn hot. He has floppy brown hair that is almost covered by a grey beanie that strangely complement his freakishly yellow eyes. The guy must have noticed my staring but instead of commenting he simply says " Tristan'' and smiles gently at me. Tristan stares at me with a look of uncertainty and then it hits me '
"Oh, Uh I'm violet'' I say, looking a bit guilty. He smiles a little more and decides to reply
"Yes, I know. Such a shame...'' I look at him, A little confused
"Um excuse me?'' I reply, a little annoyed at him mocking my name. "Never mind. Just take this'' And with that he gently hands me a violet bag that is silky to touch. As I look up from the pretty bag he walks away quickly, Almost like he was dancing rather than walking. At that very moment the bus passes me, Assuming I am not getting it. I sigh and decide just to head home since I am just tired from talking to that odd boy. The odd boy with the yellow eyes. "Holy cheese!'' I exclaim, Remembering exactly who that boy is.
YOU ARE READING
The Fey Girl
Teen FictionViolet is just an average girl with a passion for Fey lore. Things start to get pretty weird up until her aunts wedding and then suddenly she's stuck in a place she knows nothing about, fighting for the people known as The Fey.
