"I'm not paying a liar."
The teenager said when Lucii explained that he has to give her a dollar to see the magic, which made her laugh.
Lucii placed her hand on his stiff and well built shoulder. "Don't worry, I'm not nothing like the other fake magicians." He looked at her hand before picking her index finger, lifting it, and giving it back to her.
The boy gave her a look, and which Lucii returned. After a couple of minutes of an awkward silence, and a couple of cheers, he finally gave in. He rolled his eyes and sighed, muttering under his breath how stupid this is.
He glared at Lucii, signalling that she should start. She chuckled. "Okay, the rules are simple. You give me a dollar for the magic, that is if I guess your name, age, and your favourite colour right.
"So, you'll get a dollar off my pocket?" He raised a brow and Lucii shrugged.
"You did the math right. And, maybe, get a tip?"
"Just get on with it."
Lucii gazed at the boy's eyes. He noticed how both of her eyes weren't the same colour, (his direction facing her) her right eye coloured brown and the left coloured like the ocean. Speaking of the ocean, the colour of her left eye moved like it, switching in many shades of blue. Hypnotizing him with its hues, the boy felt as if she was looking through him, knowing everything and anything about him and the people surrounded him. His stiff demeanour softened in her gaze, like the time his mother's hand caressed his hair when he was a child.
Shortly after, he was cut back to reality and her heterochromia iridium didn't bothered him as much as before. He sharply drank air, feeling confused on what happened just a second ago.
Lucii smiled, as she poured him a glass of water. "Are you okay? You look like you saw an alien." She handed him the glass which he rejected.
The boy shook his head, and returned to his usual scowl. "Just guess, booth girl."
She nodded, clearing her throat. "Fine then, River." Hearing that, he widened his eyes. and muttering a: 'No way'.
She continued, her smile slowly turning into a smirk. "You're seventeen years old, and doesn't have a favourite colour." She paused to look at his shocked reaction before talking again. "That will be one dollar, sir."
"Wait, h-how'd you guessed that correctly? You must be cheating." River asked her, though it was more of a rhetorical question. "Yeah. You cheated." He persuaded himself to think, even though there wasn't an evidence that she did indeed cheat. Her hair was behind her pink tinted ears, there was a camera above her that was aimed directly behind of her, and a screen for the customers to see if what exactly she's doing.
"I really want my dollar, River. You know, nobody was as brave as you to try my powers out, so you're my first " She joked, smiling on how a crowd was slowly growing behind River. Thanks to his reaction, people were watching the scene and probably going try her booth out. And soon, River noticed the people behind him, and fell to her trap. He gave her a dollar, and his ego as a tip.
He'd never really thought she'd be able to guess it, because for all the years of going into guessing booths, they'd never seemed to tell anything right. There's something, definitely something, to her that got her able to know. Especially when she had him in ecstasy when she gazed deeply at him.
After paying the 'weird booth girl' (his words not mine), River got pulled out of the booth by his friends and pushed him to continue to have fun in the carnival. But, instead of doing that, he found himself thinking of her.
Alleya, one of his friends, came up to him with a worried look on her face. "Are you sure you're okay? You seem to be thinking about the booth girl a lot." She said, before realizing something. "You're in love are you?" Hearing this, River snapped out of his thoughts and choked on air.
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AventureThere was a secret that Lucii kept from everyone, there were insecurities that River wanted to ignore. But after they met, one afternoon, in a carnival; They soon found out, together, the life in front of them had in store. - Started : 4 . 20 . 20...