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History class ended. I gather my things and place them into my bag. I stand up from the chair and begin to exit the classroom.
"Uh, Isla?" A voice asks wearily.
I stop in my tracks and turn around. "Oh hi"
"Hi," He says and rubs the back of his neck. "I'm Will"
"Nice to meet you," I greet.
"Do you know where room 10 is at? I'm new here and I'm still getting used to the campus"
"It's in main hall. I have a class near there so we can walk together if you'd like"
"Thanks," He mumbles.
I smile up at him and we begin walking. "So why did you move here?"
He tenses. "Um, family reasons"
I nod my head in understanding. "You don't need to say anything more. I understand"
Will glances over to me, yet doesn't speak a word. He simply nods his head. Why is he so closed off? Maybe it's because I'm standing so close to him.
I take a step away from him. "Well, here's room ten. If you need help finding any of your other classes try finding me" I say and glance into the open door of the classroom.
"Will do"
There's a certain emotion in his clear blue eyes. As my own stared into his, I couldn't help but feel a tightness in my chest. I couldn't fathom what thoughts and emotions were concealed behind them.
I coughed awkwardly as I realized I was staring for too long. I mentally slap myself and walk to my own class.
* * *
I mess with my salad bowl and stare mesmerizingly at the green leaves. My chin is firmly rested on the palm of my hand, my mind in another universe.
"Isla!" Liz calls out desperately, pulling me out of my inattention.
"Sorry"
"Jeez, you are so out of it today. What's gotten into you?" She asked, her green eyes scanning my face for some sort of answer.
I shrugged. "I didn't get much sleep last night, and I was cramming for this History exam I had today. Sorry I'll pay better attention"
She rolled her eyes before speaking. "As I was saying, did you see the hot, new kid?"
"Yeah," I reply nonchalantly along with a shrug.
"All the girls are swooning over him, and I can't disagree with it either," She said and fanned her face.
I shook my head. "I don't really have an opinion"
"How could you not have an opinion? That boy is a god"
I chuckle and shake my head. "That's what you say about every guy you see"
"Every cute guy"
I roll my eyes and continue to play with my food. I couldn't help but think back to Will; what made his eyes so stormy?
