Looking around, I realized that my bedroom had changed into a side street. It was familiar, yet unfamiliar at the same time. The cobblestone road and 17th century houses seemed to beg for me to stay, but there was no sign of any life in the area. I realized I should go, for the place appeared to be uninhabited, perhaps even dangerous.

Turning around to leave, I tripped on a random branch that had been lying about. My glasses flew to the floor, and I heard the sound of glass cracking.

‘Oh god, that can’t be good’. I started searching for them on my knees, feeling around the smooth stone ground. The wind whistled in my ear and coolly caressed my body. ‘Note to self: Look where you’re going, and dress for the weather’.

I didn’t hear the sound of anybody walking, but suddenly I felt a feather-light tap from behind me. I swivelled on the spot, and found myself face to... leg with ... Damn my vision. Although, I could tell that she was definitely female.

‘Umm,’ she giggled nervously, ‘are these yours?’

‘Whoa, adorable voice.’ I stared at her blurry outline, and saw that she was holding up what seemed to be my pair of cracked spectacles.

‘I can’t see very well, but I believe so.’ I replied, quickly standing up. ‘Name’s Emily Tay. Though, nobody really calls me that, and I kind of hate my name, so generally they call me Tay, or ET, or Em T, or Em Tay, or- Oh, I’m rambling, sorry, I tend to do that. Thanks for helping me find them.’

‘That’s okay, it’s cute.’ She chuckled at my blushing, and we just stood there awkwardly staring at each other in silence for a few minutes.

I was about to ask if she’d mind giving back the glasses yet, but she had started walking towards me.

‘Uh...?’ was all I managed to say. ‘Yay, one syllable sentences.’

Slowly, she slid my glasses on for me, and I froze standing there. She smiled, and with my glasses on, I saw how beautiful she was. In a hoodie, jeans, and rainbow paperclip bracelet, stood a young teenage girl. Snapping out of my reverie, I found myself staring at her. This caused my face to flush, yet again. I tried to cover it up with a smile back, but the only one that showed on my face was a goofy grin.

That’s when I realized that her hand hadn’t left my face. She was still petting my hair, as she started to lean forwards.

And then she kissed me.

Time ceased to exist, as the kiss lingered on. Eventually, she pulled away, and I opened my eyes. My glasses started to fog up, and I found myself blind again. Neither of us spoke, as I waited for my specs to un-fog.

After they did, she broke the silence. Four words. ‘I have to go’.

I don’t know what the kiss did to me, but I couldn’t move, nor speak.

She pulled out a pen from my pants pocket, and quickly scribbled something down on a loose receipt that she had on her. Winking at me, she put the pen back into my pocket, and slid the receipt down the front of my shirt, stopping at my bra.

Then, she turned around and walked away.

As I watched her fade, I heard the singing again.

"Saw you there with short dark hair.
Eyes of blue, oh baby, I love you.
When you're walking. I love your walk.
When you're talking. I love your talk.

Then again, you're a just a thought.
You think I'm lying, but I'm not."