While I was still glaring at him his expression changed. Instead of laughter it turned into shock. My glare slipped. My mind was overcome with all those emotions that just caused me to pass out not even five minutes ago.
"Who are you?" I struggle to whisper through my shock and confusion.
"Kefir," He responded in the same whispered struggled with that amazing Aussie accent. "Who are you?"
"Aja." Just then the ringing of the first bell went off signaling the beginning of class saving us both from the ensuing silence.
We both unconsciously shake our heads to try to clear away the confusion and make our way out of the office. His office I note in the back of my mind however I have to much going on in my mind to remember much of it. When we return to the other students I no longer have time to ponder everything going on in my head so I shove everything I a little box in the back of my head and prepare for intense combat training.
After class in stand in the shower taking inventory of all my injuries which is surprisingly only a few and return to the previous hour. The instructor pulled my aside after a few moves and suggested I join the intermediate class. He stated I was far too advanced for the course and asked how long I have been training. When I told him only a couple of weeks he was astonished. I wasn't entirely certain how to take that. Should I be pleased? Should I stay in this class and learn the basic techniques? Or was I really advanced enough to move to the higher class?
I have much to think about and its only the first class of the first day. Once I was ready for the next class I had to rush up three flights of stairs to get to my next class. It's a good thing I arrived a few weeks early or I would have been late to class. As it turned out I still arrived moments before the bell rang.
The rest of the school day flew by in blur. I was still thinking about my encounter with Kefir as I was walking to the work out rooms for extra practice. I was thinking about how his dark blonde almost brown hair fell in his golden eyes with little specks of silver sprinkled through out crinkled at the corners when he laughed. How his eye went from crinkled to wide with shock and glazed over making them look more silver with gold flecks. How his solidly sculpted body was warm. Now that I think about it he was extra warm. It makes me curious as to what species he is and how my parents would react to... Whoa stop right there. Your getting a little head of yourself there.
As I was busy chastising myself I forgot to pay attention to where I was going and walked into something so solid my first thought was I walked into a wall. Well I have been wrong before. As it turns out it was Kefir.
