The first thing I saw were the eyes. The eyes, the eyes. They were amazing, so bright and deep. I swear I was drooling. Then I managed to tear my eyes from his and glance downwards towards his smile, the white teeth gleamed in the afternoon light. Was it hot in here? My palms began to sweat. My next thought was his age, he only seemed to be in his very early 20's. I mean VERY early twenties. Woah.
It was only then I realized how long I must have been staring. I glanced downwards and began to blush. Tom chuckled beside me. "Is it just me? Or are you blushing?"he smiled. "I AM NOT BLUSHING!" I hissed. "You so are! I think someone has an eye for the teacher" he chimed. "Oh shut up Tom" I said playfully punching his arm.
The class continued although I can't really remember what happened. This may be a problem. Music is my thing it would really help if I could listen in class, but I'm not complaining. The bell knelled the class to a close. The bell startled me and I jumped from my chair knocking my pencil case onto the ground causing all my newly bought stationery erupt as it hit the ground. "Ugh" I groaned. "Embarrassing!" Tom chimed as he strolled from the room. "Some friend you are!" I shouted after him. Only realizing then how childish I must have sounded in front of Mr.Sykes. Who just so happened to be standing in front of me. Eeep.
"Here I'll help you" he said bending down to pick up my stationery. Omg that voice. I couldn't help but smile. "Thanks Sir." I mumbled. "Sorry I'm still not familiar with the whole class yet, and I'm really bad with names. You are?" he asked looking kinda embarrassed. "Callie-Belle, I-I-I mean Callie" I stammered. He chuckled "Callie, I'll remember that.. hopefully" he said as he handed me back my stuff. "Thank You" I said as I averted my gaze from his eyes knowing I'd get lost in them.
I rushed out of the class mentally facepalming. WHY AM I SUCH AN IDIOT?! Ugh! I really need to stop being so awkward.
