Author: Alex aka Numbuh 145362
Author's Notes: Hey! It's Christmas everyone! MERRY CHRISTMAS! I read this book The Shadow Project by Herbie Brennan almost a year ago. It was really good, but I really wanted Danny and Opal, not Michael and Opal. So, I wrote my own story involving them. Nice, huh? ^_^ Hope you like the story!
Summary: Opal could not conquer her fear on her own. What if she had help? The Shadow Project: Opal/Danny
Disclaimer: I do not own The Shadow Project, sorry!
Opal couldn't conquer her fear. All she could do was stand there and stare into the mirror. All she could think was how plain and flat-chested and fat she'd become. In the mirror, her face was changing.
It was now no longer plain but-just as Michael said at first-positively ugly. She felt herself slide toward the floor, sobbing as if her heart would break.
Without warning, a warm, comforting hand glided on to her shoulder. Turning her head, Opal found herself gazing into the eyes of Danny. He smiles, his other hand wiping the tears from her face.
"What's the matter Opal?" Danny asks, concern in his voice, but still continues smiling. Opal pondered for a minute if she should tell him what Michael said about her, of course though, he could see it himself. Instead, she used an age old tactic. Answer a question, with another question.
"Am I… pretty Danny?" She asks. Danny gazes into her eyes, searching them. Butterflies parade around in her stomach, much to her astonishment.
"Gorgeous." Danny whispers breathlessly, almost inaudible. Warmth spread to Opal's face, lightly coloring her cheeks. Danny moved a hand from his side. His digits caressed the colored skin of her face. The girl closed her eyes, leaning into the touch. Opening her eyes, they both leaned in. A tentative touch at first grew into a fight for dominance. Breaking away, Danny kisses her again quickly and leans his forehead on hers. Staring in to each others eyes, Opal does not remember what she was crying about, but if Danny would kiss her like and tell her she's gorgeous, then dang it, she is beautiful. She giggles. He smiles. Leaning in, he whispers, "Wake up Opal." Pulling back, she shoots a questioning gaze at him. He smiles a sad smiles.
"Close your eyes." He orders gently. She complies. "On the count of five, open your eyes." She nods her head.
"One, two, three, four, five, open." Opening her eyes, she sees the room before her dream and Michael leaning over her.
"Oh, thank God! Danny, she's awake." Michael announces, lifting her up holding her tight. "You're okay Opal." She takes no comfort in the words or embrace as she would have just minutes before. Her eyes search for Danny. He stands there on the other side of the room, smiling that same sad smile. If her heart was broken before, then her heart completely shattered this time.
I hope you liked the story. The first part belongs to Herbie Brennan in italics. The rest is just my imagination. Please don't give flames, only constructive criticism. :-)
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