Love begins in the eyes. (gxg)

Kiana's POV:

Around 6 months later. 2 terms have passed. One year of Kiana liking Mrs Smith has passed. Nothing special between the two though.

Aah, last week of term before the winter break - I dont know how I'm feeling, to be honest. I'm not a fan of school breaks, mainly because I get crazy bored but more so because I do not get to see Mrs Smith over that time period, which kind of pains my heart. It's the last Tuesday of term, and yep Tuesday equals sport.

The skies were a beautiful shade of blue, a bright blue, allowing the sun to freely shine; which was unusual for a winters day. Melissa got into the schools representative netball team and Mrs Smith was her coach so I decided to tag along and spend sport assisting Mrs Smith.

As we were heading the classroom, Mrs Smith was standing outside the door, our eyes met.

"Hey Miss, is it alright if I help you out for sport?" I asked.

"Always welcome." A smile grew on her face. I smiled back. 

Melissa and I took a seat next to the window. We were the only girls from our grade here; the rest were in the grade below us. As we waited to leave the classroom, I noticed Mrs Smith checking to see if we have our hats. That's when I remembered; remembered that I had forgotten, forgotten my hat.

Urgh! Are you kidding me, Kiana? The embarrassment.

I raised my hand informing Mrs Smith. My face turned bright red. She told me to give her my diary. My palms began to sweat, and I leaned forward towards my bag looking for the diary, it was a deep red colour. I grabbed it out of my stuffed bag and handed it over to Mrs Smith for her to write in.

The diary was closed and sitting in my hand. Well, one end of it was sitting in my hand while the other end was sitting in hers. Unaware of our surroundings, my eyes were on hers while hers were on mine. As we were holding either end of the diary we were, per se, staring in each other's eyes for a bit. There was no talking, just looking, intensely. I felt as though the rest of the world didn't exist for these few seconds, let alone the rest of the people in this room.

It was like a string of love, with a knot in the centre obstructing the people on either side (us) of the rope, to love; love freely.

I knew there was something, I didn't think I was wrong; it sure felt like there was a connection.

Becoming aware of my surroundings I broke the eye contact by peering down at the diary and back up at Mrs Smith whose eyes were still on me, just not as intensely.

"Oh sorry, do you want me to open it?" I said regarding the diary.

Mrs Smith was back on earth; the real world. "Oh no, it's alright what's the date?" She took the diary from my hands and didn't look back up at me.

"June 30th"

"Right, the end of June," she says writing 'remember hat next week!' in my diary forgetting that it's the holidays next week.

I returned back to my seat next to Melissa, who seriously questioned what was going on during those few seconds between Mrs Smith and me.

***

We arrived at the netball courts, and Mrs Smith began handing out bibs for the players. She was standing in front of me, organizing the bibs as she dropped one on the floor, at the toes of my feet. She turned around to pick it up, as I leaned forward to get it for her. However, she grabbed the bib before I could, then looked up at me and smiled, with a few seconds of eye contact occurring again. My body was heating up, I could feel the tension. I'm sure  she could feel it too, positive. 

***

The training session concluded with minor eye contact between the both of us, and a few words here and there. We returned back to the classroom, and once Mrs Smith dismissed the team I stayed back till it was empty so that I could enquire about debating.

Mrs Smith was running debating, so ever so I obviously wanted to participate.

Our conversation ended with Mrs Smith saying "I'll email you." Those 3 words were the 3 words that forced me to check my emails all-day-everyday over the holidays. Nevertheless, the rest of the term ended beautifully, with Mrs Smith greeting me on the following Thursday.

As the holidays came around my mind was revolving around 2 main things: her possible email, and the eye contact we shared. I mean what was going on there? Does she feel some way, the same way about me? But she's a teacher, married with kids. Who knew?

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