Glass Sneaker Novels & Stories

She keeps a straight face, handing me the boxes. Their eyes look at me with expectation as I collect the box with shaky hands, yes. I have a few Saint Laurent heels at home, but I am guessing they are not as expensive as this. I open the box, staring at the sparkling pristine silver heel, embroidered with their familiar logo; the other box contains a pair of sneakers. Somehow, my chest tightens as I take it all in; I look up at a pair of glossy green eyes. “Thank you.” I mumble, feeling my eyes water. “You really didn’t have to.”

I come out of my trance with a scream from Kiki: “My God, that's perfect! I've been dying to get one of these, it's super sporty!” Kiki says, excitedly, and the bright look on her face makes me think it's funny, because it's just a pair of sneakers. Kiki opens the second bag and pulls on the bow that wraps around the box. “Look at this boots, they come up to the knee, I haven't seen this one yet…” I rest my arm on the back of the sofa, running my hand through my hair. When her eyes meet the high, white strappy sandals, she exclaims:

Silver, nude, white, crystals, lace, open toes, closed toes, stilettos, kitten heels, block heels. I tried them all. Each one worse than the last. “My toes are crying,” I mumbled, taking off another pair. “These look cute though,” Elodie said, holding a sparkly pair. “I’m going to fall and break my ankle,” I replied. Lea laughed. “Just one pair, for the photos?” I shook my head. “Nope.” And then I spotted them. On the far side, on the bottom row. White sneakers. I picked them up.

Sandrie said as she looks at what I am holding, the paper bag full of snacks and the other one with the drinks is in Zyrem’s arm. I also look at what Sandrie is holding to see that she is holding some plastic bags of snacks while Mark is holding a plastic with bottles of water. It’s a good thing they are just looking at my face and are not looking down to my feet or they will see that I am wearing a 2 inched wedge embedded with high-priced gemstones. It will be odd when I never wore footwear with heels like Anna. And my wedge is so catchy because it is a rare brand designed by the famous shoe designer of Italy. Zyrem takes the paper bag full of snacks in my hand.

and lastly complemented his outfit with a Paul Smith sneakers. "Babes stay let me snap you." He posed as Nasreen took pictures of him. "You know you could pass for a model." "I know right, Let's take a selfie." "Okay." She was dressed very simple and elegantly in dark blue skinny jeans, a white top that reached her mid-thighs, wrapped her Haute hijab securely on her hair, matching it with her Dolce and Gabbana silicicy purse, and white Bally sneakers.

Each step Haze took was accompanied by a subtle glimmer, turning heads and drawing attention to her unique and unconventional choice of footwear. The combination of the sky-blue gown and the diamond-decorated sneakers created a striking contrast, blending sophistication with a hint of youthful energy. It showcased Haze's individuality and her ability to effortlessly merge elements of glamour and casual elegance. These extraordinary sneakers not only provided Haze with comfort and ease as she moved throughout the gala, but they also made a bold fashion statement, defying expectations and redefining traditional notions of formal attire.

I stepped out briefly to pick up something then chatted with her when I returned, handing over the groceries bag I brought back. I tried several times to steer the conversation in Reid's and Liam's direction but always somehow managed to maneuver around it but I wasn't discouraged; I had a bigger plan ahead. “Have you seen the Chanel sneakers? It just got released this season.” I commented with excitement, laying the groundwork for what I had in mind. If there was one thing Arlyn liked, it was sneakers. There was no way she could resist the pull of that. Her eyes lit up at the mention of sneakers…eyes that were moments ago cloudy and dull.

He observed which designs she lingered on, knowing her well enough to realize she would never reach for them on her own. "Give me those white sneakers," Zeke said, pointing to a sleek, minimalist pair. Xielle leaned in, whispering, "How much are those?" "They’re ₱7,000, Ma'am," the sales lady replied with a polite smile. "We'll take them," Zeke said without a second thought. Xielle reached out, her hand catching his arm. "Zeke, don’t spend too much, please? I don't really need all of this."

We spend an hour picking the exact shade (deep storm-cloud purple with a faint shimmer that shifts to ocean teal when the light hits it). Then I hand the guy behind the counter my design sketch: - Left toe: tiny blackbird in flight - Right toe: tiny river-wolf silhouette - Heel tab on both: three blackbird beads in silver thread - Inside tongue: the forty-first line of Deep Script in microscopic Atlantean (the one about forgiving the tide) The guy doesn’t even blink. This is Hot Springs. He’s seen weirder. Shoe guy: “Two weeks. You want the glow-in-the-dark soles too?”

She smiled at her as she started to look through the bag, her attention then shifted to Destiny, “What size shoe do you wear, dear?” “Oh! Um, 9,” Delphi quickly told her. “Well… I'm a size 8, so these might be a bit tight, but don't worry, I've worn them out a bit, so they should be a tad loose,” Jenna handed her brown, well-worn sneakers. “Thanks so much,” Destiny said gratefully. She was touched by their gestures. Humans were not so bad after all. True to her word, they were a tight fit on her toes, but they would have to do for now.