I Blink

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          The boy with the blonde hair and the ocean tattoo wanders in, his hair is whipped back into tight pony instead of leaving his curly locks out, he looks good either way. He comes in and sits in front me to my right for Anatomy. I watch him as he sets his stuff out and relaxes back into his chair, his face settling and his breaths slow. My mind is all on him and I can't get it off of him, even when I'm just sitting at home all in my laptop, my mind is always on him. It's not like he knows me or anything, I mean yeah he knows my name he's said it once or twice just to ask if i could grab the pencil that happened to trickle off the desk or for the answer to a simple question like "What is the posterior part of the brain called?" Which is Cerebellum. I'm sure he has a girlfriend again, he walks with this really pretty women who stands up like she knows what she's doing, she also has this aroma around her that makes you want to like her, but honestly I don't want too. 

       A piece of his hair finds a way out of the tight bun and falls easily onto his forehead, the curl begins to form and it just makes him even more perfect. My pencil finds its way to my lips and I bite into it as as I creepily watch him. His eyes are a bright blue and changes with his mood, like this one time when you could tell he was stressed and tired they turned this bluish-grey and inside them were blank and cold. It scared me honestly, he usually has the really popping blue the one with sparks in them. His eyes pivot towards me and my impulse was to briskly snap my head forward to Mr. Swift. 

       "Psstt.." I hear from my right. I don't turn because I know it him, I know it's Gavyn trying to gain my attention to ask me if I know what Mr. Swift had said, I don't of course because I was paying attention to him. 

     "pssssttt.. Paisley" I perceive. 

     I finally decide to turn my head and give him my direct attention once again, "Yes?" I briefly ask. 

       "How was your morning?" He gives this brief smirk and turns his head to pretend to listen to the teacher.

        "Well," I pause and do the same, still looking forward I respond. "Considering that it's like 9 am, I'm okay."

     "Perhaps it could get better later." He whispers loud enough so only I could hear and all I do is smile the rest of class. 

     @speedgoddess : thanks for reading guys, I'll have more updated later,                    I promise the chapters will get more intense and will add more characters later on.