Two Choices One Heart

Angel eyes

It was the start to my first day at my new high school since the big move...Or should I say my first day of hell? I can't believe we moved right into junior year. It already sucks that I know absolutely no one here. I slowly roamed the halls trying to get to my locker, without bumping into anyone or anything. I kept my fingers crossed and I hoped I didn't make a complete fool of myself today.. I get to my locker and quickly start spinning the dial putting in my combination. I opened it with a loud creaking noise. I start shoving some of the stuff I didn't need for this semester into the locker, shutting it with another loud creak.

Just as I turn around to start walking to my first class, I bump right into a guy with jet black hair and all my books and notebooks fall onto the ground. "Oh my god I am so sorry, I wasn't paying attention at all." I say a bit panicked, I was completely embarrassed. He quietly bends down and starts picking up my things. I bend down as well and start gathering all my things as he hands them to me. I looked up to see his piercing blue eyes stare at me blankly. We stared at each other for a moment, our faces nearly touch. Once I had all my things he quickly stands up and runs down the hallway as if he was in a hurry.. His eyes were beautiful and mesmerizing..Like the eyes of an angel, a very beautiful angel... Just then the warning bell to get to class rung and I quickly got up and hurried to my next class.

I rushed into the classroom, not even a second before the bell rang. I looked about the classroom and then I spotted him looking down writing in his notebook taking down the notes the teacher had written down. "Ah you must be Miss Hathaway, you may take your seat next to young Mr. Ferguson over there." The teacher points to the back row to him as he pops his head up hearing his last name.

I quickly hurry to my seat. I get out my notebook and copy down the notes as fast as I can. I finished the notes noticing that my hand writing was horrible but still readable. I look up from studying my notes, I felt his eyes on me and I began to blush softly. I slowly took a peak at him, he was now focused on the teacher as the teacher went on and on about boring litterateur and writing styles. I grabbed my art notebook and began doodling on the paper. "Wow those are amazing..but you should probably put that away before Mr. Kurtis notices he doesn't like that kind of stuff going on in his classroom." Someone next to me not angel eyes but a girl she whispered into my ear. I nodded and closed the notebook and waited for this boring ass class to be over.