Chapter 3
Zimed's face went red as he said to Claira, who wasn't really paying attention and was writing something down, "Do you... Wanna go out?"
Claira froze for a moment. Her face and ears went red and her eyes widened. She looked at Zimed and said, "I... Umm... Yes... I would..." Her mind started to race, heart pounded against her chest. It felt as though her stomach was doing flips Zimed smiled and hugged her.
It was a few months later and they were hanging out together more and more. As he had asked the question, Zimed's eyes turned laved. But then when Zimed hugged Claira, her hair started to change color. Zimed noticed this and asked, "Why is your hair changing color?"
Claira's eyes went wide and then started to say under her breath, "Oh no. why now? This isn't good. What should I do? Oh no. Not good. Not good. Not good."
Zimed pulled Claira away to look at her eye to eye, as he did so his eyes changed to yellow, "Calm down. It's ok. I was just wondering. It's not everyday someone's hair color changes with out dying it." Claira looked at him with a scared look. Her eyes were widened, tears were filling her eyes, and her face was completely red.
"I... Umm... I have to go," she said quickly. She turned around and started to walk away quickly. Zimed grabbed Claira's arm before she could walk away. He made her turn around.
"I don't care if your hair could change color. My eyes change colors for different emotions as well," Zimed said, trying to comfort Claira. She looked away and said, "I can't tell you why my hair changes color. I'm sorry." Tears fell down her cheeks. Zimed made her look at him and wiped away her tears. He smiled at her.
"I have a secret myself," Zimed whispered in her ear and then continued whispering, "Follow me."
Before she could even move, Zimed pulled her to his house. She nearly stumbled but caught herself. "Wait. Where are we going?" she asked, still being pulled by Zimed.
"To my house. Trust me," he answered, without stopping, and without letting go of Claira's arm.
