Grey and Gold Eyes

Seven: Primrose

The day went on, with the three of us – Katy, Luke, and I – sneaking glances at each other and trying our best not to laugh. Yes, we tried. From time to time one of us would accidentally let out a giggle and the class would turn to us, annoyed. At the end of the day we all headed to the gazebo on our own accord, as if we understood that that was our meeting place.

Luke is sitting in the same place when Katy and I get to the gazebo. "Hi Prim! Hi Kitkat!" he says, and pats the spot next to him.

We sit down, and Katy speaks. "So why are we here again? I don't even remember us saying that we would meet after class."

"We magically read each other's minds," I say, curling my feet up next to me and fiddling with my bracelet. The silver feels cool against my skin.

Nobody speaks as we watch the corridors fill with students desperate to get home. I remember that Mom's going to pick me up today. As far as I know, she could be waiting outside the school right now.

I pull out my phone from my pocket and check for any messages. The word MOM and her number flash on the phone's screen, as well as the words NEW MESSAGE, all in bright blue font. Opening the text, I learn that Mom will be late picking me up. I let out a groan as I read the last few words telling me to do any homework while I wait.

"Do we even have any homework?" Katy asks, and I look up to see both Luke and Katy peeking over my shoulder at my phone. I quickly close the text and try to turn the screen to black, but not before they see the menu screen and the picture I have saved as my background.

"Hey!" Katy protests as the screen finally fades to black. "I was reading that. What was your background? Something about stars?"

Luckily my phone background today was nothing embarrassing. Just a quote I got off the internet. "Stars can't shine without darkness," I reply, putting my phone back in my pocket.

"And," I add before they can say anything else, "in case you didn't read the whole message, I'm going to be stuck here for a while longer."

"Okay," Lucas says. "We can stay. Or at least I can. I don't know about Kitkat."

"I don't know, my dad's picking me up. I'll most likely have to leave you guys," Katy says.

A muffled beep comes from Katy's direction and she jumps. Pulling out her phone and turning it away from us, she gets up. "Like I said, I'm off. My dad's waiting outside."

I briefly wonder what her family is like. And what Luke's family is like. And if their lives are as weird as mine, with my powers and all. Nah.

"Bye," we tell her as she walks away, her pink and white polka-dotted backpack slung over her shoulder. She disappears through the doors.

Lucas and I are left in the gazebo. "Any homework?" I ask.

He unzips his backpack and gets out a plain black notebook. Flipping open to the first page, he holds up the notebook for me to see.

His handwriting is surprisingly neat. Neater than mine. Where my words are messy and quickly jotted down, his words look like he spent hours on it. It was that perfect.

Apparently the only homework we have today is for Math, where we were supposed to write a paragraph about ourselves. Nothing I can't handle.

"What does that even have to do with the Math subject?" Luke asks. "It would be understandable if it was for English. Weird."

"Well, I better get started on mine. Mom won't be happy if I do nothing while waiting for her," I say, getting out my Math notebook and scratch notebook.

I open my scratch notebook. I wrote down the Math homework as well, but not nearly as beautifully as Luke did. "Look," I say, "at my handwriting. And look at yours. How come yours is so perfect?" I pout at him.

"Aw, it's okay, Prim," he says. "Your writing's fine. As long as people can read it."

This annoys me. "You're just further insulting my writing, Luke."

"Sorry, sorry," he says, backing up. "Ignore me. Go on with what you're doing."

I smile as I start on my paragraph, with Luke sitting beside me the whole time.