The Hushed Hazel Eyes {SS}

3. Making the Hazel-Eyes Smile!

I hated waking early morning. I mean who in God's name made this weird custom to go to school early morning. I hate it, should I skip it?

Nah!

I had a mission to accomplish today: Make the hazel eyes smile. I knew it would be difficult but I have to do something to fulfil my mission. I hated to see him alone, lonely and silent.

With a new determination and motivation, I hopped off my bed and quickly got ready for school. The air was crisp. The rays of the sun were hitting my eyes. My skin was warm. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee and doughnuts filled the air as I passed by the local coffee shop. My heart was skipping as I raced to my bus stop. I was anxious to see his pretty face.

But of course, I was late and I missed the bus. I was running very fast but I was losing time. I pouted as I saw a little kid laughing at me who was gasping for breath as if just had an asthma attack. I playfully glared at him making him giggle more. I smiled and waved at him who waved back as enthusiastically as he could. I was feeling happy with the world. This was what I was looking forward to today.

Once I reached the school, I sighed in relief. I was not that late, If the teacher would be in a good mood which I highly doubt, I'll surely be able to attend the first lecture. So, internally chanting to God to be extra lenient with me, I rushed to the class.

It was Professor Snape, no bad Avni. Mr Brooks was busy giving some instructions to my classmates. His eyes caught my sight and he gave me a look which said he disapproved of my being late."May I ask why you came late Ms Shaye?"

"I'm so sorry professor. I'm afraid I missed the bus and had to walk to the class. I promise I'll be extra careful from tomorrow. I-", before I could complete my words, he signed a pink slip and handed it to me.

DETENTION.

Great!

"Go take your place." He said scowling. The kids chuckled at me, as much as I felt embarrassed, a greater part of me felt good, at least due to me they got to smile and laugh for a few seconds, though in mockery.

Before taking my place, I searched for a certain pair of hazel eyes and there he was, watching me in a weary manner. He looked tired, I frowned internally, there was a fresh wound on his appealing face. He looked away and my frown grew deeper, I hope he was fine.

"Avni Shaye, sit down.", Mr Brooks snapped at me. I sat down with an air of dismay, but my mind was drowning in a sea of blank screens. Why was he hurt? The whole lecture I kept thinking about his wound, the gash was still fresh. I just hope he took care of it, he would surely be in pain.

The lecture ended and the students began to stand up. I quickly stood up, my heart beating as fast as a hummingbird's wing but before I could talk to him, he walked to his next class. I sighed as I walked to my next class. But once again it was difficult to concentrate. My mind kept recalling that gash on his face.

Soon break came and I ran off to the cafeteria. I was literally desperate to see Neil but as soon as I walked down the corridor, my eyes widened seeing the sight in front of me. He was holding another boy by his collar and was pushing him against the wall. I gasped as I saw his beautiful hazel eyes, glistening with anger. The boy was struggling trying to break his hold while a group of kids surrounding them were cheering him. I was shocked at his actions, his hazel eyes were glowing like fire, his lips tight and his fingers flexed as they dug into the boy's neck.

"Neil." I hissed as I raced towards him. I was not even halfway when he turned his face. He gave me a harsh look, his lips tight, his eyes stern and cold. "What are you doing?"

His angry eyes turned blank once again. His hand relaxed and he let go off the other kid. He gave me a condescending look and without a single word, he turned and left. I looked at the guy who had a broken nose, his lips were cut and there were several bruises on his face and he was bleeding from his nose.