Your Eyes
He met me at my locker before lunch. We started off towards the cafeteria.
“God, Mrs. Rice’s Bio test was awful” I said, trying to break the silence between us.
“Crap. I have that 6th period and I did not study. Is it really that bad?”
“Umm… I’ll pray for you”
“Thanks” He said, laughing nervously.
“Aww it’ll be ok” I smiled. We got to the cafeteria and sat down beside each other.
“Aren’t you going to eat anything?” he asked.
“Eww, school food”
“Hahaha I take that as a ‘no’” He chuckled. I just sat there staring at his eyes. They had to be the most gorgeous green eyes I had ever seen, I lost track of the world in them.
“What are you looking at?” He asked, sending me flying back to reality.
“Your eyes…” I admitted, embarrased. He smiled, taking my hand naturally, “They’re, um, really pretty…” I stammered.
“Hmm, I do think I know of something prettier”
“What is that?” I asked.
“Your eyes.”