Author's Note: A new day, a new drabble. This one, yes, involves the infamous Evan Tolliver, just like my "Amy C. Hearts E.T." story. If you haven't heard of Evan yet, well, he's just some random popular guy from Amy's school who she likes. I know, sad face, right? :(
Anyway, enjoy!
A long, thick curtain of reddish-brown, obscuring her face from view. Her eye, peering through the strands, anxious, uncertain. Slender fingers tapping nervous rhythms on her desk.
Don't look at me. Don't look at me, was her mental mantra, repeated without her notice as she ducked down. Please, don't look at me, Evan.
He strode right by her, cool, confident, unattainable, without a single glance in her direction. She wasn't sure whether to be relieved or remorseful. She was unnoticed, overlooked, unseen. A chameleon, a flower hanging back against the wall, trying to conceal its vibrant colors. She was invisible.
Author's Note: I'll probably post a couple more within the next few minutes, but there's really bad weather here right now, so in case my Internet goes out... don't hold your breath, okay? :)
~Lily