In Her Eyes

Chemistry Together

The bell rang for the first class to begin, and Erian walked beside Gianni.

"You don't talk much do you?" He asked.

She shook her head, trembling in anticipation, like a motor in idle. Erian hadn't noticed how the girl shivered at every brush of his arm against her. Which was probably a good thing, considering that they weren't very close. He might've found her creepy if he did notice. She felt like she could burst at any second if this class dragged out any longer...and class hasn't even started yet.

 The young male teacher greeted them as they were the first students to walk into the empty classroom. He handed them their first assignment. It was one of those student surveys that help the teachers better understand their students, which in Gianni's opinion, is complete bull.

Gianni peered at the blackboard, which had the name, "Mr. Jacques" in large chalk writing. She assumed that it was the chemistry teacher's name or else that was just a really strange and peculiar thing to write so big and bold on a blackboard.

Erian then scooted closer to Gianni's desk and asked to look at her survey. She blushed and slid the paper over to him. She didn't really have anything to hide since it was a student survey. After searching for something on her sheet, he froze. He looked over to the girl next to him, kind of scanning her face. The girl looked away as if she was just caught peeping.

Erian cleared his throat, "You're interested in writing?" He asked, excitement building in his sparkling blue eyes. Gianni felt her blush growing, but decided to ignore it, "Um...Is that okay?" She stammered.

He smiled with a cute little laugh ,"Of course!" 

Gianni really wished Amira was in class with them. She had no way to escape when the conversation went dry. She was too socially inept with no idea how to keep a conversation going. She only knew how to smash down a large workload and do literally anything else to avoid communication with anyone. Do all the work so she could have an excuse for not talking. She wasn't exactly a social-butterfly. Especially not to someone she had a huge crush on.

"Um...Do you have any interest in writing?" Gianni asked the question, but it felt like she was walking on eggshells the whole time.

"Oh. Uh..not really?" His answer didn't seem as confident as he typically was. She watched as he nervously scratched the back of his neck. She dismissed it as she did kind of put him on the spot.

Gianni caught him on multiple occasions staring at her through his messy hair. It made her heart skip a beat every time. Perhaps, he'd just been spacing out. There were a few of his friends who sat next to them. They seemed to be a bit annoyed that Gianni had stolen the seat right next to Erian. To be fair, Erian was the one who chose to sit beside Gianni, so she wasn't the one to blame. There was a really dark aroma surrounding Gianni. It intimidated her a bit, making her feel a bit squeamish in her seat. And, she didn't hear what Erian was saying, but everyone suddenly stopped writing.

"Did you say something?" She asked Erian. He shook his head, he looked more anxious if anything.

She worried that she might have inconvenienced him. "Oh...Uhh. Okay." She shook off whatever intense feeling that was building up around her. His features slumped a bit at her response.

Gianni looked at his survey, which had no writing on it at all. "Do you.....need some help with that?" She attempted. He instantly looked embarrassed, with flushed cheeks. His serious face was completely shattered. 

"Yeah...I'm not really good at this sort of thing." He said scratching his head. This wasn't a side of Erian that she knew. It kind of excited her in a way. 

She smiled confidently, "Don't worry, I also used to be bad at surveys. I can help you, but I am not you. You still have to answer these with accuracy that relates to yourself."

"Thanks, Gianni." He tilted his head with a cute little smile.

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