Chapter 2- The Brown eyes
As I slowly open my eyes, I see two faces as I look up. One of them is Hadley and the other is Kendall. I take a deep breath and lean upwords. They both stare at me as I lean up. Then I try to stand, but that is a bad idea. I press my foot to the floor and a sharp tingling feeling in my foot and I collapsed onto the floor. Hadley jumps back as Kendall catches me. All of the sudden I feel really dizzy.
"I umm gonna," I start to say but my voice starts to slur. "Gonna ga ta beh"
I finish saying when I realize that I must have picked up the red popcorn bowl before I passed out because here it was, in my hands. Weird. I have never had anything like that before.
"Hadley, call your mom,and tell her she needs to pick you up early because I think Saffron is feeling a little tired tonight. I will call her tomorrow and maybe set up another sleepover whenever she's feeling better." Kendall nods to Hadley while he is still holding me. She hesitates for a moment but then she decides that Kendall is probably right. Which is probably best. Hadley leaves with her phone in hand and heads towards the door. Kendall looks down at me. "I'm so sorry this is happening. It's all my fault. " He said with a serious tone but with sad eyes. I was about to ask why it's his fault- but then he takes his hand and moves it in a circle motion above my head, then he slowly blows warm air on my face, says some crazy chant-like-saying in a different language and all of the sudden I go into a deep, forced sleep.
The next morning I arise from my bed with hazy eyes. I press my hand to my pounding forehead. I stand up out of my bed and my head stops aching. What happened last night? All I remember is having this weird flashback and passing out in Kendall's arms. I shake my head. Must be a dream.
I glance at my phone. 7:32. What?!! I got to get ready for school!
I rush to my bureau. I open a drawer and pull out a white sweater with a pair of black leggings. After I get dressed I put on my brown leather jacket and my brown high boots. Then I hurry over to my mirror and brush through my curly dark hair. I take three pieces of hair, braid them, grab two bobby pins and I secure it to the side of my head.
I run over to the corner of my room and pick up my backpack, sling it over my shoulder and now I'm heading down the steps.
I take a apple from the fruit dish when I get to the kitchen. Beside the dish there is a price of torn paper. It reads;
Saffron,
Had to go to work early. Hope ya have a great day, sis!! See ya soon and tell Hadley I said hi!
Love ya,
Ken :-)
I smile. Ken is such a dork. I put the note in my pocket and rush out the door. I start to walk down the sidewalk while biting into my red, juicy apple.
When I finish my apple I throw it into a waste basket by a street bench near by. I better check my phone. I reach into my bag and fish my phone out and I start to text Hadley a "Hey" with a crazy face.
As Im walking and texting, yeah I'm such I rebel, I reach this big patch of black ice on the sidewalk. Then all of the sudden I hit a fast, soft object and the next thing I know I am falling forward onto the icy ground. Stupid ice! I was waiting for the pain, but all I felt was warmth.
Then I realize my eyes are shut. I slowly open then and the first thing I see, are a pair of beautiful brown eyes.
I stagger up and I reach for my bag just as he grabs it. I decide to let this gentlemen be a gentleman, so I let him grab it.
"Oh, um, thanks. I-Im so sorry. I guess I wasn't watching where I was walking and-," I started to ramble, but he interrupts me before I could say more.
"Oh, that's quite alright. I needed some excitement in my day," He laughs.
His accent is really thick, maybe it's British! Holy crap that's cool.
Well, wherever it's from, it's pretty dang cute.
"Ha ha. Yea," I probably sound like an idiot. He smiles as I swing my backpack over my shoulder. He holds his hand out to me. To shake it I suppose. I reach out and take his hand.
"I'm Dallas, by the way," He says, still in his charming accent. Then when my hand was in his he bend low and lightly kissed my hand.
"It's a pleasure to meet you-" He pauses. Waiting for my name.
"Um. Saffron" I say to him as he smiles.
"Dallas! Come on let's go! We are going to be late for the second time in a row! Let's not make teachers think badly about us." Dallas lets my hand fall. Then I spin around to see that there is another guy, the other new guy probably. His accent sound different from Dallas's. He sounds more Scottish. Anddddd now I have a picture of bagpipes in my mind! ANYWAYS! He was leaning on a nearby tree in the shade. I can't make out what he looked like until he stepped out of the shadows. He was tall and really skinny. His black hair waved as the cold wind blew. He was wearing all black. He's probably emo. No- maybe gothic? He starts walking towards us and he held out his hand too. I take it.
"I'm Aarron and I bet it was awesome meeting you, but now it's time to go now, right Dallas?," Aarron introduced in a bitter and annoyed voice. He shakes my hand quickly, and then looks to Dallas. Dallas breaks away his gaze at me and quickly nods to Aarron.
"It was nice to meet you, Dallas," I smile at Dallas. "And uh, you too Aarron. So, I'll see ya around." I give them both a last smile that only Dallas gives back while Aarron is just standing there with crossed arms. Just before I turn my back to walk away I see a glimpse of Aarron. He was giving Dallas a worried look. Or at least I think it was worried.
~15 minutes later~
As I take a deep breath I prepare myself for either a scolding or total embarrassment, but probably both. I open the door to Trigonometry and step inside.
"Ah. Ms. Hunters, it's very nice of you to join us!" Mr. Tshabalaizzia said with his booming voice. Don't ask about his last name. Though I think it's pronounced; tish-abla-la-iz-a, but then again, who the heck knows? I just call him Mr. T., and if he has a prob with that he can just get a different dang last name!
I nod slowly, awaiting my punishment from Mr. Idk-and-who-cares?. As I think of all the things I could do while I'm sitting in detention, he points to the seat way in the back. Great. Second day of school and I am already booted back to the back. Well, it's sure better then detention. I hang my head low as I hurry to the back of the classroom. I sit and look to my left. And there are those brown eyes that drove me crazy half an hour ago. Oh wow. This is WAY better then detention!!
Dallas looks up from his notebook and smiles his dazzling smile towards me. Dang it if I don't blush and smile right back at him. And for the millionth time, I curse my blushing.
First block felt like it dragged on and on. Then finally, the bell rang. I grabbed my books and got up. When I start to walk towards the door I realize I didn't push in my chair. Yeah yeah, just call me a goody goody and get it over with.
I start to turn around to go back and push it in. As I turn, my books pressed up against my chest, and my arms, filled with books, slam into something, And then all my books fall to the ground. I mentally curse. Why am I so clumsy?!
"Oh my. I'm so very sorry, miss," I realize Dallas's voice instantly. And I smile and g.
"It's okay. I wasn't watching where I was going again-" I pause for a moment and I squat to the ground to start picking up my books, he does the same.
"You seem to do that a lot," He says with a grin.
I nod. "Yeah. I am so clumsy. It has been a very long fricken-"
"No. I meant that you mess with your ring a lot. Like when we ran into each other this morning, you were twisting it. And during class today you were too," I look at him strangely. He points to my hands. I look down. I have my fingers around my ring. Wow, I guess I do, do that a lot. Wait, if he noticed, then that means he has been watching me! Omg omg omg!! Wow I need to calm down!! He hands me my books and stands up. Then he reaches his hand down. I hesitate but then I decide to grab it and he gently pulls me up.
"Well, I think that's all of your books, miss," Dallas concludes and I nod.
I wonder where his accent is from. Should I ask? Nah, that would be weird...
"Yes I believe it tis. Thank you for your service, sir." I say and laughed rather loudly. Aw man, that probably chased him away.
But he grins widely and a chuckle escapes his lips. Then I realize he is still holding my hand. Dallas bends over slightly and kisses the top of my hand. Then he let's it drop to my side.
"Yes indeed. Till the next time we meet, Ms. Hunters. Which might be sooner than you think." He winks at me with his eyes that make my heart pound. Then he turns and starts to walk to the door. When he leaves the room I hear people whispering, but I don't care. I suddenly get this warm feeling inside. I don't know what it is, but I don't think I've felt it for a while. Not since- well, not since Jordan. Jordan Reese was my boyfriend, ex-boyfriend now, when I was at my old school. He's a year older than me which means he is about 17 now. He was the love of my life, so I thought, till 8th grade when I had to move to a different school 30 miles away from him. So I guess we just fell apart. Which I guess was for the best.
I smile, as Im just remembering what happens just a a minute ago. I blush and hide hide my face in my books. Then I walk quickly and quietly towards the door, ignoring the glares from my fellow classmates.
I just smile bigger and walk a little taller.
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