The man with the brown eyes

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It was nice springy afternoon in March.

The air was crisp and clean and the sky was bluer than the Pacific Ocean. Me? Well You're probably wondering who I am right? Well I'm Lehlani Powers up I'm 20 years old, I'm a Leo and I love pineapple on my pizza.

Nothing much more about me really, just your average arts student.

I walk through the halls holding Sawyer's hand the classes read: Tamario; (Honors Algebra), Doreen; (Literature), Columbus; (Women's Studies) and Jackson: (Fine arts)

My boyfriend Sawyer walks me to class as his letterman jacket drapes over my shoulders with my heels clicked and clicked over the cobblestone walk ways. We're in front of the fine arts department.

"Lani!!" I turn to see my best friend Giada running to us with her heels clutched under her arm. Gia and I practically grew up together she's been my rock through everything.

I smile and embrace her as we walk and talk to Sawyer. He hugs Giada before we walk to the class.

Today me and Giada are to present our midterm presentations, the nerves in my stomach roll and twist into the biggest knot ever.

Giada's partner is Eduardo, their doing the tango.

my partners J.E. Rockefeller; the hip hoper. he's so cool.

We walk through the halls meeting the sound of hip-hop music from the giant mahogany doors, Giada a opens them  as students jump and gyrate.

J.E grabs my hand and pulls me into to circle as I start feeling the beat of Ice cube rapping and the bass bumping through the boom box.

I kick off my heels and start awkwardly dancing along with him as my hair is freed from my hair clip.

The music is so vibrant and bold it made my heart leap into my throat. He giggles then stands behind me, I feel his chest thump against my back as Sawyer radiates with anger or is it jealousy?

He quickly walks in the circle and grabs my hand and pulls me out. I turn to J.E as I'm being pulled away and mouth the word sorry. He nods winking as I let out a little giggle.

Once we're alone I pull my arm away from Sawyer tight grip.

His eyes are no longer the big brown orbs I fell in love with, but now dark cold and angry. I've never seen him like before and I don't like it. He grips my arm tightly as he pulls me into the room. As soon as he walks to me and smacks me cold to the ground.

"Get up! Why must every time you anger me? Do you like seeing me angry Lehlani?!" his words are like acid as they burn my ears.

Tears streams down my cheeks when I turn my back from him.

He spins me around sharply and if so, even more aggressively; "Don't turn around when I'm talking to you damn it!"

"I don't want you around him." He demands

I sigh annoyed and rub my jaw

"Sawyer I can't, he's my classmate and we work together. Ignoring him is impossible." I snap putting on my ballet slippers

"I don't like his choice of music, it's too loud and inappropriate! You can't even understand what the words are. In makes no sense!" He bitches

"Then leave Sawyer, I don't want to hear you whining like some four-year-old!" I said feeling him yank me hard by the arm

"Don't ever talk to me like that you hear me! Who do you think you are!" He yells at me

His words burn like fire. His eyes soon soften as I remain in fear. I've never seen this side of sawyer Van Bert and I'm not liking it