It took a while for Danny to notice her. But once he did, he couldn't help but notice her everywhere. In the alley way down the road, peeking through the windows at school. Even at night, her emerald eye glistened through the key hole of his wardrobe
He was never alone
At first glance, she appeared normal. Her blonde hair was tied in pigtails that flopped around her face in bouncy curls, no flames of exotic colours in her hair. Her blue tshirt, white skirt and purple converse were all normal, and even the purple hooded clock she wore looked like a child's dressing up.
But she wasn't normal
Her eyes were the same colour as the flasks of liquid in the basement lab; as the luminous colour of the green highlighter in his pencil case. Her necklace had a supernatural sparkle as did the white bear she always gripped in her palm.
But the biggest clue was the glow. It lit up the night like a flashlight, always gripping her frame.
Just like her calling
"Daniel, Daniel, Daniel,"

Until she vanished. Danny thought she knew he knew about her, so he stopped. He didn't see her for some time, and when he did, Danny's subconscious mind knew who she was, but was having trouble informing his conscious one that she was dangerous.

She'd changed a lot; her glow dimmer; her eyes les vibrant. But her hair was the same gold, but longer, down among her hips. But her necklace was the same, ticking, tocking till the end of time

And probably longer...