"Do you wear contacts?" he asked.
"Yes. Why do you ask?"
"That explains it."
"What? What explains what?"
"I've never seen anyone with prettier green eyes before."
The corner of his mouth turned up, and he stared at her in a playful way.
"Oh" she giggled, looking down with embarassment. "Thanks...but they're real. They're not colored."
The only words she heard in the next hour of training were those of his compliment. The other new girl, a rather geeky, plump girl with bad teeth, listened to him intently as he trained them on the S.O.P. She would later learn that this was the moment he thought he "knew".
"Does your boyfriend at home know you brought those eyes down here?" Again, his mouth turned up but this time, his eyes danced.
"Yeah, I'm pretty sure he knows, considering they're not there looking at him!"
"Right...very true." And he walked away.
"He was just testing to see if you were single." Geek girl said. "I think he likes you."
She didn't know it meant to be liked by another boy. Sure, other people flirted with her, but they all knew her boyfriend, and all knew how "together" they were.
This boy knew nothing except the color of her eyes.
And she liked that.
