Gray Eye Danger Chapter 1 Gray leggings, gray tops, gray skirt, check..check...and check. Gray make-up, gray boots. Check. Gray backpack,gray case, gray...eyes. Check..check...and check not. I had almost everything I needed ready for school when I went in for a quick bath. Hi, my name is Veronica Caruthers III and as you might or might not have already noticed my fuss over gray. I have everything I want gray, walls, bed, most of my clothes, even my bathroom...except my eyes. My parents won't allow me to have contacts! And they won't trick my with their sweet talk because it won't fool me either,: -'Vicky, your eyes are gorgeous, every guy would dream of waking up seeing those beautiful big brown eyes of yours.'- That's what my parents always say but it's not true because sayings' got it, 'A donkey looks like a deer in its' mother's eye'! It's just not fair I'm going to be 18 in 1 and half years, I'm not a baby anymore. I don't care if I'm their baby and only girl, they don't even do that with my big brother, Tony, and he's their only boy. I was grounded for a whole summer month for dying my hair- black and gray, it's m y h a i r, for God's sake, why won't you people get anything! I checked the clock- 7:45, better hurry up or I'll be late. I grabbed my side bag, which is also gray and hurried out of my bathroom. I wrapped a towel around and blow dried my half gray half black and brown on the tips- hair. I shook my hair around and around so I could dry it faster. "Better hurry, Cupcake, you already sparkling why do you want more than you already have." My bro poked his head in my room without knocking on my door, again! "You have 5 minutes or you'll stick with walking your butt there." Ugh! I grabbed the closest thing near me (High heels) and threw it. I hate him, I hate him so much! I wish he could crash and die, I'd care less. But he ducked and closed the door fast making the shoe hit the door instead. He wasn't surprised as usual, he always excepts me to throw something but he does get surprised when I don't. "Whoa, your an hard ass," He poked his head again, "No wonder why you don't have a boyfriend, yet." He smirks evilly. "Well, if I'm a hard ass your a stupid ass," I waved my hands in the air, "No wonder not a single girl you dated as stayed longer than a month." I knew it was a lie because girls throw themselves at him, he just the hit and run, or word.., player. This conversation has become part of us every morning, even though we both know we're lying to each other we just like talking our anger on one another. Well basically since we're only two in the family no smaller ones, I would feel sorry if I had a little brother/sister we'll make them regret the day they were born, just like what I am now. "Stop acting stupid and start acting up." He was mocking me! I hate it so much when he does that because the truth is he's good at it, it's irritating! What is he not good at! He has everything he wants, black shining hair(what I always wanted), ocean dark sky blue glowing eyes(gray) like when the day's ready to give its self to the night, he's tall, has a Honda and most of all, he's 19! Don't blame me if I ever kill him. "Shut up, dickhead!" Whoa, I really am pissed thinking about how much freedom he has that I don't. He appeared, this time his whole body in my bedroom and coming closer to me, slowly. On every move shaking his head and squinting at me, like he was trying hard to figure what I said was or maybe he just didn't hear right. He's so going to kill me. "W h a t d i d y o u j u s t c a l l m e ?" He put my face on his naked armpit, Aww! I was trying hard to free myself, screaming and kicking. "You're going to apologize right now!" He finally let go from my face but not quite free. "Say you're sorry and that I'm the best and cutest guy ever." What is he possibly thinking? I'd be mentally illed to say that. "Fuck no!" I elbowed him in his stomach making him wimp. "Not if it's worth my #life." And started for the door running, thank god I was already prepared and I just had to grab my sidebag as I run. It wasn't a great or clever idea because it sort of slowed me down but I was already racing for the door. "Kids, kids..slow down." My mom was screaming and shaking her head at us, that jerk Tony, acting like an Angel, stop kissed my mom on the head while he was looking at me over her head, warningly. But, it was all less than 5 seconds and he was back in the track.Uh oh! The door is going to slow me, he might even get me. I stopped, like I was surrendering, and it worked he slowed down, smiling one of his bright smiles that say- 'See I told you, no one gets away from me.' I was smiling back like- 'I know they don't, I give up.' Not knowing that I was trying to open the lock slowly from behind me, but it wasn't for long he noticed my movement. He ran quickly, way too quick. I had no other choice but step aside from the door way and... Bam! Boom! He bumped into this girl, really hard. Poor her! I bet she'd be a squashed tomato with all the my brother's weight, she fell hard on her back, with her eyes closed, it might hurt. While my bro is just on top of her so close almost kissing. The girl started coughing, yep, that was hard of a hit she had! "I um...ha..hi," wow! My bros' blushing and stuttering, who could imagine? He looked at me like he was saying- 'You never told me about her!"- but I looked as confused and innocent as he was, I thought she was here for him! She pushed him hard off of her, I noticed because she soon started coughing again. "Get off me!" She demanded when he didn't move, like he was stick with crazy glue on her. He jumped quickly rolling off of her. I couldn't help a giggle, she looked at me for the first time I've been standing there and quickly lite up. "Ahh, Veronica. Hi, my name's Isabelle, pleased to be called Izzy." She was really pretty, black hair with big grass green eyes and a little taller than I was. I even realize that her head reached up to my Bro's Shoulders, that was so cute, like they're met to be. She fitted him perfectly and they both looked cute together. Perfect couple, if you ask me=) but she was better than him and more mature than he'll ever be. She stood up and brushed the dirt off of her clothes and didn't seem to notice Tony quickly standing up like he was connected to her with a wire, and they both do the Same thing or he'll get shocked. She flew her hand out for me to shake, but I still don't get where I saw this girl. "Hi Izzy," Tony filled in for me, and whispered the rest quietly only for me to hear, "Wow, her name suits her." He was running his hand in his hair like he does when he wanted to make girls fall for him. She quickly shoot him a look that stopped him in the middle of smiling. "What was that you said?" She was really annoyed, I think I'm liking this girl already. Finally s o m e o n e sees my brother the way I see him, annoying, retarded and stupid. Something was weird about how he was acting I've never seen him act like that before. I feel sort of sorry for him because he just feel for the girl on his first sight. I guess real love has to have problems to make it real and worth all the trouble. "I just said that this is my number, you know if you want something...call me." There was discomfort in his voice but always, oh like always confidence! This is my Bro, Tony. He was grinning from ear to ear but not until she crumbled the paper in her hands and threw it to our opend trash can. His smiling quickly faded away and his mouth dropped wide open, have fun bro, this is a girl you'll never forget. She looked back me the whole time like his appearance means nothing, "So shall we walk and I'll tell you about me on our way to school. We'll be late if we just stand here." She turned and started for the stairs. My half naked brother raced for his car keys at the table and came back panting, he smiled at me. "You want a ride, Lil Sis?" He winked, at pointed his chin at his car but half on the girl. I know if she was looking right now she would've kicked his balls. I smiled just thinking about it. "You'll be late-" "We'll be Alright," she hugged her jacket around her, she just made me shiver just thinking about it. How could I not felt the cold midFall breeze? Tony's face quickly lite up, after he looked at me, like I gave him the idea. "It's alright, I don't mind. Besides, it's cold and you'll be late, I'll get you guys there Faster." He was really hoping she would say yeah by the way his emotions but sadly she still had her back on him. She drew out a big dramatic breath that she's annoyed, won't blame her. "I'm sure you won't, but we aren't in need of your help, thank you." And started walking away without waiting or turning to see if I was behind her, I guess she either doesn't care or she was really irritated. Helpless Tony, looked at me for support. With his big puppy eyes, I felt my heart soften for him. He was about to open his mouth then closed it, he gave me an- I'll owe you if you convince her- look. Then he had all the effort to speak, "Vicky, was accepting a ride though. She always goes with my car." He looked again at me, singling for me to say something. This time the girl, Izzy, turned but only looked at me. "Is that so?" Now there were two pair of eyes begging me unable to make me choose, "Fine then I'll meet you at school-" "No! I'm coming, hold up." I guess my curiosity trying to know who this girl is betted my bro's first time to surprisingly beg face. I turned and gave him an apologizing face and rose my shoulders and hands- like I can't, sorry- while he shot me a, 'I'm so still going to kill you'. But I was already blocks away walking with a girl-only name I knew-, and nothing I know else about her, and left my bro standing shocked at our front porch. Like saying that never have a girl let him down like she just did. Maybe even in that look was a dangerous sign that he still going to get her to like him no matter what the chances are. It was a creepy look....Like in movies where when a guy chases his wife and she's always running away from her husband because he's abusing her but he looks at her like he'll hunt her down until he finds her if that's the last thing he does. I wish someone could look at me like that...