It was her secret to keep. Hers only. But she couldn't help boasting about it at school. Her friends would demand proof. And then she would try to cover it up. She would be distracted all the time. Giving no time to her friends. Until her friends fi...
Cherry was soon enveloped in a group of men who wanted to dance. The music started to slow and Evena decided to go back to Zemma's home. So she turned around and came face to face with the most handsome pixie ever. "Where are you going?" he smiled. His golden eye's twinkled against his smooth bronze skin and his brown hair was tousled. Evena felt ugly all of a sudden.
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"No where," she sighed. "What's wrong?" the pixie said. "Everything and anything and completely nothing," Evena smiled, "I'm not making much sense am I?" The male pixie smiled back at her and shook his head, "I'm Zayne, Zayne Alphs." "Evena, Evena Essenics,"
"Doesn't sound like a pixie name," Zayne ran a hand through his hair. "It's not," Evena smiled. "Well," Zayne looked around, nervously. Evena felt pretty then. She had to be beautiful on the inside to be loved. Then it hit her. Loved? Evena's eyes grew wide. Her crush on Jay had faded in this past moment. "Would you want to, dance?" Zayne smirked at Evena's expression.
"Why me?" she blurted. "Because, you're you, beautiful inside out," Zayne grinned and took her hand. He led her to the middle and with one hand held her waist and the other her hand. Evena had never done ballroom dancing before. "I...can't....dance," Evena confessed and Zayne tucked a strand behind her ear. Evena shivered at his touch as electricity passed through their hands. "Just get lost in the music," he said as the music began.
