Dora blinked her eyes, "oh, uh.. that is cool," she scratched her head nervously.
His eyes were now searching, "hm, you should match her description if it were you," he stood up and went to stand beside her.
Her heart skipped, "Huh?"
"Look at me," he said.
She shook her head, "why?"
"So I can notice the color of your eyes, mother made a mention of your eye color."
Her heart was pounding fast, what was he trying to prove?
"Look at me please," he sighed.
She slowly raised her head to look up at him. Their eyes met, he could feel those sharp grey eyes, with a mixture of brown pierce his soul.
He gasped, "You have her eyes!"
Dora frowned, "no I do not, the fact I share the same name with her would not make me your sister overnight," she looked away.
