Winged girl
She watched him with her oil pool eyes, hidden from any ones view. Silently she stared, never moving, never speaking, and almost never breathing. Everyday, the same time, the same place, she watched, transfixed upon his boy, no one knew why. It could have been the way his hair blew in the wind, the way his eyes sparkled when he laughed, or it may have been what he was, human. No one could figure it out, then again no one wanted to figure it out, they thought it was disgusting, the way she went there every day to watch him. They shunned her, made her feel her feel shamed, but above all they made her feel worthless, yet she still returned to watch her human boy. Among the trees is where she hid, her green hair blended with the leaves, while her toes became bark. Lying on a branch, she could feel the cool breeze dance against her bare legs, her fingers curled around her upper arms, there she placed her head, she just wanted a better view. The sun would filter through the leaves as well as her translucent wings causing rainbows to dance around her. She sighed contently knowing everything was all right when she was watching him.
He got up, rising his arms he connected one hand with one wrist, he stretched and this aloud his muscles to flex, she nearly fell out of the tree trying to get a better look. He blinked his blue eyes a couple times, adjusting to the sun light. His chest rose then fell as he inhaled deeply; he smiled as the breeze came back through. She sighed; nothing could be more beautiful "I don't get it, why do you watch that meat bag everyday?" a male voice said from behind her "because I do" she smiled; nothing was going to take her away. "Why can't you be normal?" she thought for a minute then spoke "being normal is boring" he sighed, his blue wings twitched as he crossed his arms, "your so stupid" he was gone. Tears slid down her cheeks, yet a smile was still planted on her lips. No one would ever understand her, she liked it that way, if they didn't like her choice, she didn't like them. She wiped her eyes and rubbed her nose, the sun was starting to go down. Her human was on the move, leaving for home which she would also do soon. She rose, her wings at the ready, another breeze came and she was gone, yet if she had left a second later she might had seen her human turn toward her tree and wink and she might have heard him whisper " see you later my winged girl".