<span class="fixed-color" style="color:red">"Habout vhat?" Alyssia asked, looking down, then up at him. She watched him lean in and froze her heart immediately pounding. She considered leaning away from him, but even though she thought better of it she couldn't move regardless. She felt as if her muscles had locked up. This was normal, Alyssia being extremely shy often found herself petrefied in fear and nervousness. Hearing her own voice made it worse, as she was self consious about the accent she still retained, despite having been speaking English since she was six. The only thing on her that moved were some parts of her clothes and her blonde hair swaying and flapping in the chilled night wind.</span>