Really ugly zits capable of dirtying a mirror at two paces. LOL
Thank you for the reaction.
here's a rough draft of the scene:
Dasch whirled around to the sound of the voice. His eyes were black with little flickers of blue. He closed them quickly against the light and when he reopened them they were back to normal. Peng stood still, staring at him.
"Dasch." Peng's voice was very quiet, his lower lip was gripped between his teeth.
Dasch took a step toward him but Peng stepped back. "What's wrong?"
"Oh, Dasch…" Peng reached out and pulled some of Dasch's hair forward. No longer a light brown, it was white.
Dasch grabbed his hair on the right side of his head and pulled it forward. It was white. He pulled forward hair from the left side of his head. It was white. He grabbed at his knot top pulling it from the ribbon and held it in front of his face. The hair was white.
Peng shook his head. "It's white. It's all white."
The younger boy beat at his hair with his hand, taking hands full and shaking it. "It's dirt. It's just dirt that fell from the ceiling." He shook his head the hair flipping around it but little dirt fell from it. His hands went to his eyebrows as his eyes opened wide. Peng shrugged, the eyebrows and lashes were the same as before. Dasch sank to sitting. "Papa won't know who I am. I'm a freak." He whispered.