The-OxyG

The train was full and noisy. Delayed for some reason or another, and everyone was grumpy. Except Jo. She sat in one of the small seats, by the window, looking out at the passing scenery. Her blonde hair was mussed from running her fingers through it, an absent-minded habit picked up from constantly pushing her hair back as she would write down ideas. Her blue eyes were unfocused, seeing things that no one else could see. She turned her head away from the window, looking around the train car, when she found herself lost in large green eyes. It was a small boy, scrawny really, with green eyes, simply staring at her. One of his small hands