The bell finally rings, releasing me from this torture of a class.
"Remember to bring your textbooks tomorrow as we will be diving straight into this mathematics course," my oh, so pleasant teacher reminds us.
That...was mathematics?
Everyone quickly scrambles out of their seats to get to their next class, whereas I take my time to gather my things.
While placing my notebook in the front of my bag, a sudden jolt of my desk nearly startles me.
I look up to see the brunette girl from before, but now she's looking down at the side of her waist while gently rubbing it. A look of discomfort is spread across her face.
Putting two-and-two together, I furrow my eyebrows.
Did she just run into my desk?
I look down and notice a book on the floor, Romeo and Juliet. Guessing that it belongs to the girl in front of me, I pick it up. However, so did another hand.
Looking up from the floor, my eyes meet with the brunette's blue eyes. Our hands lift the book up and between our torsos, neither of us letting go, and neither of us breaking eye-contact.
After a few moments, I bring myself back to reality, letting go of the book and diverting my eyes away from her.
"Sorry...um, are you okay? It seems you hit yourself pretty bad there," I ask, quickly eyeing her hip then back to her.
The girl stares at me with wide-eyes, her body caving inwards in a shy manner. She holds the book to her chest for dear life. While looking anywhere but me, she suddenly turns around and runs out of the classroom.
I stand there, completely dumbfounded.
Okay...?
I shake my head, trying to clear the odd situation I just encountered.
I pull a slip of paper out of my pocket, looking for my next class: Literature.
