When he looks at her, she drops the sunglasses and her mouth falls open. The lump in her throat barely allows her to whisper, “Your…your eyes are green.” His friends giggle behind him. She can’t take her eyes off him, but when she forces herself to look around, everyone is suspiciously staring at her. She turns and speed walks away.
“Wait! Are you okay?” he yells.
Amelia walks faster to get away from the disaster of her first impression. But the guy catches up to her and stands directly in her path, blocking her from moving forward. She slowly looks up at him and there they are again, his bright green eyes staring back at her, beckoning her to come closer. She could look at him forever. He smiles at her and reveals his impeccably white teeth and the dimple on his left cheek—just like she dreamed!
“Do I know you? I feel like I’ve seen you before…somewhere?” he says with a friendly grin. Amelia’s speechless. She hates that she’s just standing there like an idiot. Say something, Amelia! After moments of awkward silence, he finally says, “Well, it’s nice to see you.” He slowly starts to walk away, breaking her heart with every step.
She forces herself to say something, anything, and finally she utters, “What’s your name?”
He quickly turns around. “Aaron. What’s yours?”
I suddenly love that name. “I’m Amelia,” she replies nervously. She twiddles her hair between her fingers and smiles.
“Well, it’s very nice to meet you, Ms. Blue-Eyed Amelia,” he jokes.
She has to make herself stand up straight. One wrong move and she’ll fall to the ground and pass out. “It’s nice to meet you too, Mr. Green-Eyed Aaron,” she laughs. For only a second, it feels like they are the only two people in the world. The way their eyes meet and connect is like magic. She’s certain the feeling is mutual. But why would he assume we’ve met?
“So are you guys new in town?” he says while making circles with his bare feet in the sand.
“Yes, we moved here a few months ago. I live with my aunt and two cousins out in the country.” I have got to calm down. Just keep calm, Amelia.
“That’s cool,” he says while cracking his knuckles.
“Yeah, it’s my sixteenth birthday and we’re in town celebrating.”
“Well, happy birthday.”
It already is. “Thank you,” she whispers. She can feel her cheeks getting warm, and it’s not the sun that’s doing it. She looks away and then back at him. They continue to smile at each other. Her face is starting to hurt from all the grinning. She wonders if she should invite him to her party but when an eerily pale girl walks over she holds her tongue.
“There you are. I was looking for you,” the girl says. She gives Aaron a kiss on the cheek and stares at Amelia.
“Hi, I’m Amelia.” She holds out her hand.
“Hello, I’m Sadie, his girlfriend,” she replies as she cuddles under his arm, marking her territory.