Chapter Ten - Kaitlyn
2050
On Wednesday morning, I got to English late. Usually I managed to get there just before the bell went, but that morning I was so tired after my sleepless night that I snoozed my alarm half a dozen times.
With the witch's gaze following me to my desk, I sat down and unpacked my bag. I was expecting her to turn me into a frog right there and then as a punishment.
While I was supposed to be working, I purposefully dropped my pencil so that I could turn around to catch a glimpse of the new guy as I recovered it. I didn't want to attract the attention of anyone, particularly the thing at the front of the classroom that sat at her cluttered desk, but I couldn't resist. I had to see his face, despite it being the face that had haunted me since the day before. I had to see it for real, rather than in my mind, to prove to myself that I wasn't going crazy and that there was someone behind me that may or may not be a stranger, someone behind me with grey-green eyes and brunette curls.
To my surprise, when I went to pick my pencil up, my hand wasn't the only hand reaching for it. A strong, masculine hand was quicker than mine and had got to it before I could. I looked up at the guy that the hand belonged to and saw an angel. An angel with grey-green eyes and brunette curls.
Immediately after I realised that I was staring into his face, the new guy's face, I felt embarrassed. Almost as soon as our eyes met, we both looked away. Almost. He did stay for a second, and that second seemed like an eternity.
In that second, I could see a sincerity and vulnerability in his eyes that I hadn't noticed the previous day, but I was sure I had seen it before, somewhere.
There was also something else in his eyes- a twinkle of recognition. Was I seeing things? Was this just wishful thinking?
Sitting at my desk in that moment, I could feel the evil stare of Mrs Anderson eating into my soul, but for the first time in forever, I didn't care. I had a glimmer of hope.
He did recognise me, I was sure of it.
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