He never looked up from his book. Never noticed her stares, maybe he did. But didn't want to make eye contact. He seemed like that type of person.Someone who would look at your cheek as you spoke, not your eyes. But that was okay because she was like that too.
Focus on your mouth, or the wall behind you. Trying not to look in your eyes.
Someone knocked on the door, he didn't even look up. Hopping off the bed, she peeped out the door.
There stood a girl, she had bangs.
"Hello, I'm Jaydon. Sj sent me to tell you guys that dinner's ready." She smiled, Charlie didn't smile back. Her heart pumped another beat and her breath came out in small pants.
Shutting the door before Jaydon would speak again, she turned around to face Helix, who was not reading anymore.
He was looking at her with big eyes, she noticed something.
His eyes were blue.
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Blue
Short StoryBlue: of a color intermediate between green and violet, as of the sky or sea on a sunny day. Blue: (of a person or mood) melancholy, sad, or depressed.