A/N: This is just a very short story I wanted to post. Yes is is true. My eyes really are this color. OK let's go! And remember I luv y'all! P.S. I'm Taylor. :)
Taylor is an OK person. She was fun. She could be nice. But I never liked her. It was a horrible excuse but that only reason I didn't like Taylor was her eyes. They were so green, so horribly green. The outer rim was brown, so dark brown it stood out its self. The middle was a bright vibrant green. Too green. They were like cat eyes. Horrible cat eyes that flowed your every move. Then around the pupil they changed color. From orange to yellow. One time I unfortunately saw them change to red, a blazing red with tingles of green and brown. It was inevitable to avoid her eyes. Impossible.
I almost never get up at night. But tonight I was hungry. So I rolled out of bed, searching blindly for a light. Nothing. I sighed and stumbled to the living room, happy that last night I left my door open. I saw a figure lying on the couch and nearly yelled. But then I remembered Taylor had spent the night here. Oh. I choked back my scream and quietly tip toed to the kitchen. My hand moved slowly until I felt my hand rub something soft. Bread. I brought it to my mouth and took one bite. Good bread too. I turned around and headed the way I came. When I was back into the living room, I paused and looked at Taylor again. And nearly yelled twice that night. Her eyes were open but her body was still. My own eyes widened and I wanted to run, to get away from her. But I was trapped. Her eyes glowed in the darkness, brightly lit as if someone was shining a light in her eyes. She starred at me unblinking. And when she did blink I had a short flash of relief. Then she opened her eyes again.
"What?" I asked, wincing at my loud voice in the darkness. She smiled a sly smile, a smile you should never trust. Then she closed her eyes. It was over. I half stumbled half ran back to my room. The boys would never believe this.