Kianda

3 *Jake*

I say my name, and see her look behind her, at me. Lucas says his name after me, but yet her eyes stay a little longer on me. Then she looks at Lucas, and after that at Jamie, the boy behind us. I don't know, but that look stays in my mind all the time. Bluebelle eyes, to get lost in. How can she have such pretty eyes? "Hey Katy, I know you're cozy, you always are, but pay attention, please? Or would you or Sasha like to tell me what's so funny?" Tilsa says, and Katy looks up. They chuckled, and now Tilsa is looking at them. He asks Sasha to say what he just explained, and luckily she knows, because I didn't pay attention at all. "I guess she pays more attention than I think," Tilsa says, rolling his eyes. So now I know more than I would if Sasha and Katy didn't chuckle? What were they actually chuckling about? Tilsa tells them to be silent, and then continues his lesson. Keyon is her surname? Sasha Keyon, then. Sounds good, to be honest. Also, what she just said to him, it wasn't very nice of her. Luckily Tilsa ignores it. Sasha nods, and then starts on a drawing in her notebook. I just can't see what she's drawing.

French class, next. She speaks good French. Like, very good. How is that possible? And what does 'tir à l'arc' mean? I grab my phone from my bag to look it up, but probably made a little sound. She looks around, and then sees I'm grabbing my phone. "What are you doing?" she whispers quietly, to make sure Zonal doesn't hear her. "What does 'tir à l'arc' then mean? I know a lot of French but I've never heard of that ever," I answer just as quietly. "Tir à l'arc might be difficult. But if you understand it, it is easy to remember. That's for me, though," she whispers. "It means archery. I've always liked archery." Classy. Archery isn't a very common sport. Except for the fact that everyone at this school knows it, because of what happened to Sophie. She was cute, and also had those bluebelle eyes, just as Sasha does. She was attacked at the archery club. People found out something about her. She was a Kianda, I've looked it up, but there's not much to find about it. They used to protect the fisherman and have eyes to get lost in. Sophie had them. But Sasha has them also. I don't believe she would be a Kianda. She's just so... normal.

Geography isn't very interesting. Nothing really happens this one hour of boring information. I plan on looking for her while break, just to say hi and to introduce myself properly. When break starts and I'm looking for her, Lucas pulls me to go to the football table. Seems like she will need to wait. "Come on! I will win from ya this time! What are ya waiting for, or looking for?" Lucas starts the game. I'm so concentrated, that I don't see she's looking. I hear Katy saying: "Girl, stop it already! Come on, I need to show you something." I look up. They walk away. That chance is gone now. "I just scored! Did ya see that? I just scored a ball against Jake," Lucas says behind me. I look back and see that he did score. "Ya okay, bro? You're not so concentrated. Is it the new girl, uh?" He's now just trying to tease me. "I see where ya wanna go. No, Lucas, it's not that. I guess I'm just not having my day today. It's the beginning of the school year! Ya needa know I'll beat that one point immediately, bro," I say. Back to the game then.

The hours pass. When lunch break starts, I go to the canteen to get my lunch and then see Sasha is there too. I don't see Lucas around, so coast's clear. I walk up to her. "Hey, Sasha," I say. Wait, I haven't even thought of what I wanted to say. Well, I've said hi now, so there's no going back. She looks around, looking for where it came from. I wave. She sees it. Then she comes to me too. "Hi Jake," she says. "What is it?" "I... I just wanted to introduce myself properly. I mean, it would be kinda rude if I'd just ask that one thing about French and then just never ever talk again, wouldn't it?" I say, seems like I've found my subject. "Yeah, haha. Don't worry about it." I introduce myself quickly: "Well, as you know, I'm Jake and I'm 17 years old. I like playing at the football table. I kinda like archery, too. It's a cool sport, ya know. I think I might want to join that club, actually." I mean, archery is a great sport. It looks like Sasha wants to say something, but someone interrupts her. "Hey, Jake! I heard that. Maybe ya could go to the archery club with Sasha. I would've actually done that, but I've got a lot things to do this afternoon. Idea?" Katy comes up to us. I see Sasha giving her a look. "Well, that would be an idea, yeah. Meet up at 4 outside school? I know the way there," I say. "Yeah, that's fine. See you then!" Sasha says, then she walks away to find a place to sit and eat.