Shaking her head, Zevira pushed pink hair behind her ears to reveal more gemstones in the side of her neck. The glittering jewels had been covered by her hair, but fortunately they didn't sparkle too much in the dim light of the lobby. "I doubt you'll say anything stupid! I wouldn't worry about it! Saturday, I'm going out to play soccer with this guy I like. I might tell him so! I haven't decided." Though she spoke excitedly, her voice was dropped to a whisper.
Then her magenta eyes, bright like the color itself, grew wide. Nate? But she had just talked to him earlier about Frankie, hadn't she? Or was she dreaming things? Oh dear. . .Yet she didn't want to say anything, so she tried her best to cover her shocked falter with another excited smile.
"I know Nate! He's really sweet. You'll like him."