(CLOE'SPOV)
Ziggy was standing at my front door with his wide charming smile, the brightest smile I'd ever seen from him. There's full of hope and inspiration. He went home with Atara yesterday, so I wonder what made him that happy. It must be Atara since she's the last one he's with, but if she does, why was Ziggy here, standing in my front door.
"Why are you here?" I asked again after he disregards my first question and simply sent his bright smile as a response.
I give him a dagger look to contradict his present visage, trying not to be obvious of my overwhelming excitement. And it instantly changes his expression to somewhat anxious.
He took a deep breath; he looks suddenly nervous. I'm flustered the next thing he did. He bent his knees down while his eyes are fixed straight on my eyes. Crystal liquid is starting to form from those eyes with a threat of seeping out from it.
