Green Eyes - Part One Daffette sat in the corner of my bedroom pirched on my desk chair. Her head was down and her long blond hair flopped infront of her eyes. She was stairing at her book, oblivius to the outside world. I wasn't into reading like Daffette. I was more of a music person. "Annarella?" she asked. "Yup." I said "Is it odd having GreenDragon perants?" I thought for a minuet. Daffette had only met my perants once, they where both GreenDragon people. I don't mean they WHERE GreenDragons. Just that they looked after them. I have a GreenDragon and a PurpleDragon Daffette had a Silver one and I was assuming she was wondering about getting one. "meh" was the only reply I could think of. "Does it affect you and Zed?" Zed was a boy in our class at school. I had liked him since, well, as long as I could remember. There was a Knocking at the door and a RedDragon flew in. We both knew it was Zoeabelle's. Dragons are the most beautifull creachers imaginable. Red ones espesialy. Shiny, perfect red scales with bright yellow eyes and streaks of orange running down their wings. Dragons are meant to suit someones personality perfectly. Daffette's silver one loved to fly. The sun bounced of its mirror-like skales making it imposibly hard to see when it flew too high but it's pale blue eyes seemed to to have thousends of times more knollage than she had ever read in a book, and my Dragon? My Dragon was purple and pink and black with fiery orange eyes. It seemed more beautiffull than anything else in the world but I know it could never compeate with Zoeabelle's red one. It was loyal and never strayed far from my sholder yet so shy It could not bear to be near any other humans. Both me and Zoeabelle have GreenDragons too. They are the most loving and truthfull Dragons. They stick by you, by everyone amd will always do the right thing. Most people frown apon them because you have to treat them differently. Most Dragons dont need feeding or looking after or anything but GreenDragons require whisper words. You have to talk to them in Dragon. They help you oviusly and most people can speak fluently withen a month. Theres something magical abput that language that makes it easy to pick up. I was so engrosed In Dragon thoughts that I diddn't see Zoeabelle standing in the doorway. She had red hair that she always wore down. It was silky and smooth so unlike mine wich was always tangelled and messy. She had the brightest happyest green eyes anyone could ever have that glisened and sparkeled when she was in the sun. They where happy eyes. Ones that you would expect from someone like her. Zoeabelle was a good freind. We met three years ago. Me and Daffette though. We go way back. I can't remember a time when I didn't know her. I looked up at Zoeabelle and Daffette amd smilled. They had sometging fun planed. Something exiting. ----------------------------- Really glad people have taken an intest in this story! This is the first of many parts of what I hope will be a story you enjoy! #annarella will be on every chapter so i you miss one look it up.