The Boy With The Blue Eyes
School
"Fractions everyone! Yay!" Miss Browne shouted happily from the front of the classroom, writing numbers on the board. "Ugh, maths," Angel said under her breath so that only her friend, Samantha, could hear. Sam giggled and started writing in her math book. When she'd finished, she turned to Angel and said, "Hey, I meant to ask earlier, but you don't look so good today. Was it the dream again?" Angel nodded in response and thought back to her dream last night...
Angel was walking around the forest behind her house. She was wearing one of her favourite dresses, it was black, and the skirt reached down to her ankles, after spreading out from the waist. She was barefoot, as usual when she went exploring in the forest. It was quiet, unusually quiet. She couldn't hear the usual chirping of birds in the trees. Then she heard it. A loud thud, as if someone had fallen. She turned around and saw him. A boy of about fifteen, with charcoal black hair, wearing black skinny jeans, a black and white checked shirt with a plain white t-shirt underneath, and black converse. He was looking around, searching for something or someone. Angel was frozen to the spot. As she tried to move, a twig snapped under her foot. She winced as she saw the boy had heard. He quickly spun his head around to see her. He started walking towards her, slowly at first, then gathering more speed. Angel wanted to cry out for help, but she couldn't find the words. The boy was standing in front of her now, as she stood rooted to the spot. She could see them, she could see his eyes staring into hers...
Angel shook her head and sat back, to find herself in the familiar surroundings of her math class. "Angelique, good to see you've joined us again. Had a nice little daydream?" Miss Browne smirked from the front of the class. "Uhm, I, I-" Angel stammered. "Well, could you tell me the answer to this, please?" Miss Browne asked, pointing to the board. Angel looked at Sam for the answer, who shrugged and whispered, "No clue, sorry,". Angel had a feeling today was going to be a long day...
Angel was walking around the forest behind her house. She was wearing one of her favourite dresses, it was black, and the skirt reached down to her ankles, after spreading out from the waist. She was barefoot, as usual when she went exploring in the forest. It was quiet, unusually quiet. She couldn't hear the usual chirping of birds in the trees. Then she heard it. A loud thud, as if someone had fallen. She turned around and saw him. A boy of about fifteen, with charcoal black hair, wearing black skinny jeans, a black and white checked shirt with a plain white t-shirt underneath, and black converse. He was looking around, searching for something or someone. Angel was frozen to the spot. As she tried to move, a twig snapped under her foot. She winced as she saw the boy had heard. He quickly spun his head around to see her. He started walking towards her, slowly at first, then gathering more speed. Angel wanted to cry out for help, but she couldn't find the words. The boy was standing in front of her now, as she stood rooted to the spot. She could see them, she could see his eyes staring into hers...
Angel shook her head and sat back, to find herself in the familiar surroundings of her math class. "Angelique, good to see you've joined us again. Had a nice little daydream?" Miss Browne smirked from the front of the class. "Uhm, I, I-" Angel stammered. "Well, could you tell me the answer to this, please?" Miss Browne asked, pointing to the board. Angel looked at Sam for the answer, who shrugged and whispered, "No clue, sorry,". Angel had a feeling today was going to be a long day...
9/8/13