Ink & Pages

3. Trouble

Tattoos

That was the first thing i noticed. I roamed my eyes over him.

He had ink-black hair , a little messy as if he had been running his fingers through it. His eyes were so captivatingly blue that i could easily get lost in them. His jaw was so prominent , greek gods might have sculpted it. He had a well built body clad in an all-black outfit.

Yes. I am shamelessly checking him out.

He radiates an aura that screams trouble. I should stay away from him.

He was smirking at me. I should find that annoying . But i feel tingly.

The heck?

But something else caught my attention. It was his eyes. They were indeed blue. But now that i look closer. It has a tint of yellow in it.

"You have a little yellow in those blue eyes" i blurted without thinking.

He looked a little taken aback. But covered it up quick and mustered up a new smirk.

"Is that so, sherlock?" He mocked.

I couldn't think of a comeback when he was looking at me like that. So he went past me , our shoulders brushing a little.

I should definitely stay away from him. I can tell he is bad news. But at the same time, i feel weirdly attracted to him.

No .You are not attracted to him, Nora.

I entered the class and found him sitting at far end of the last row , observing me. Excuse me?

Why the hell would anyone want to observe me?

"Weird" i muttered .

I found a seat near the window because-

1. The weather is amazing
2. If im bored i can always look outside and enjoy climate
3. They're the best seats. Fight me!
4. There is a safe - 2 seat width- distance from that guy

I set my bag beside the seat and observed the classroom. It looks like any other classroom - A huge green board , the teacher's desk , a tv screen (for presentations , i'm assuming) , students desks and-

Someone threw a piece of paper at me. I took the paper and opened it. It read-

Stop gawking. You look like a kid on the first day of kindergarten.

I could feel the heat rising on my cheeks. I crumpled the piece of paper and threw it out the window , maybe, a bit too angrily.

Because when i turned back he was chuckling.

Shoot. He saw it.

My cheeks heated again. I faced him. Now i am sure my face is a great shade of red. His laugh slowly died down and he mumbled a word.

I couldn't hear it but i could make out the word from his lips. It was-

Cute?

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