A Blind Love

The little understanding

[i got bored and did this a midnight.... SAVE MEH!!]
~Lilly's PoV~
It was obvious that he was 19. I learned to tell hight and age by comparing them to me. If they're taller than me, I would consider them older. If they are shorter with an adult voice then they have either dwarfism or Down syndrome. If they are shorter than me with a child's voice, well, ya know.
Anyhow, I was confused how he smelled like my house. My mom works at a bakery and my dad is a fisherman so they made they perfect combination of sweets and salt every time they came home. I always felt comfortable with that smell, and smelling it on a stranger... I didn't know how to feel. I felt calm but nervous at the same time.... had he been to my house??? He did say he wasn't human...
"How did you guess my age??" He asked. I explained it to him and I felt the tension in the room die down a little. I must have forgotten I wasn't at home because I was still clinging to his arm. He simply pulled his arm up and I let go an little embarrassed. He seemed nice, er... well, nicer than the other guys who just mumbled and whispered about me. It was obvious that blind people were new to them. The never really noticed the scar on my nose I'm guessing. Not a lot of people do.
      "Hey, uh... do you have someone who can take me to the closest town? Or at least to Oran High school." [if you get that reference, HELLO MY FELLOW WEEBS!!]
       "Sorry, but we can't. We have no idea what town that school is in or how far it is." He says. I remember at this point that... I have NO clue what his name is. I heard the guy, who I suspect to be Jeff, when I walked in but after that I have no idea who anybody is. I asked him his name and he answered, "Jack, Eyeless Jack. EJ for short." I was confused as to why he say eyeless but he didn't answer that question. Must have been a touchy subject...I can respect that. I had respected peoples privacy as long as the respected mine. I wasn't born blind but I wasn't going to get into that story right now. Let's just say, people with axes aren't very friendly...

[A/N: OH SWEET JESUS THAT TOOK WAY TOO LONG! I'm out of ideas, so if you guys would like for me to do something in the next chapter, you know what to do.]