Not So Clichè

I ignore the feeling and quickly turn, picking up my bag with tears in my eyes from his harshness before, 'Gosh I'm such a cry baby' I tell myself, not knowing why I was crying. "Hey." His voice yells from behind me. I walk faster as I hear his foot steps. "Hey, wait up." He says again this time a hand rests on my shoulder, I turn around and furiously wipe at my eyes, I avoid eye contact until he puts a finger under my chin and tilts my head up to look at him. "Hey I'm sorry for being snappy, its just the new student thing is putting me on edge and..." He cut off when our eyes met, his dark green ones with my teary blue ones. The expression on his face was extremely shocked, "Mate" he said in a husky voice. While we continued to stare at each other the little voice inside my head told me this was not good at all.