"Well," Shyanna starts, a surprising shyness to her voice, almost timidness, "Jamie." She looks through you to the floor, something preventing her eyes from finding yours.
In her pauses, you find courage, "Why did you shrink me!?" Immediately, you silence yourself.
"I had to know," Shyanna spoke. "I had to know it would work."
"So it had to be me!?" you yell louder than you think you could for your stature. "Why!? Why Shyanna?"
"I thought maybe this way, you understand." she paused, "You'd understand that I'm serious, and you'd cooperate." Her face droops to her feet and you hesitate with thought.
"What are you serious about? You like me, I understand that," your voice raises again, "but why this!?"
Shyanna jumps, startled by your tone shift, "I, I, it won't be permanent!" She cries, "I promise that, but you have to listen. I do like you a lot, and I think you like me too, but we don't get the time to know each other because you're eighteen and I'm fourteen, and it's not fair!" Her words were just one long outpouring of emotion. "Now, now we will be together and, and when it's all over, you will love me."
"Shyanna," you shake in her trembling hand, "I want to be my normal size again."
"No! Not until you love me!" she screams, "Not until everyone knows. Not until everyone is ours! I hate being this pretty, little freak everyone ignores and laughs at. They'll all learn what it's like to be small soon," Shyanna's eyes are ablaze with an inferno of passion on this, "and I want you there with me James, beside me." She finds the strength to connect her eyes with yours.
"Shyanna," you begin.
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