Black

Cecilia stared at the boy in front of her. She didn't know she was doing it, of course, she was somewhere off in her subconscious mind. The bright sun shone through the blinds and into her eyes, she blinked and moved her head ever so slightly into the shadows again. Her mind retraced its steps and she remembered what she was doing.

She could feel her cheeks brighten, she looked away quickly so the boy wouldn't catch her; but he had, Cecilia Cosse seemed to be the only thing the boy had his attention on, she was caught red handed.