Twist of fate
'Goddess, this is soo boring!' Kestrel Redfern thought to herself as she sat in the back row of her third period AP Calculus class. 'I know all this stuff already.' Just as Kestrel began to let her thoughts wander off to other things, the door to the classroom opened. Mr Simmons, the Principal at Briar Creek High walked in followed closely behind by a young man. The boy had clear, bright aquamarine eyes that were both reckless and thoughtful. His hair was brushed back to a shining wheat-gold, long and silky and straight. He didn't use the hair goop most of the boys used, so when he walked in his hair moved, covering his eyes partly, giving him a rouguish look. Kestrel's keen hearing picked up on the soft, almost inaudible sighs given by the girls in her classroom. 'give me a break' she thought and rolled her eyes and continued her calculus problems.
Coren Glenn scanned his new classroom with an air of disdain. He had already noticed the girls giving him looks and had to try his hardest not to curl his lip in contempt. 'They're all the same.' he thought bitterly. 'god, I hope they don't try to talk to me.'
"Coren, you may take a seat right there." Mr. Happson commanded. He had pointed to a seat next to a girl with the same wheat-colored hair as him, but he couldn't see her face as she was hunched over her seat, intensely studying the problems in front of her. She seemed to sense that the teacher was pointing towards her, so involuntarily she raised her head. Coren's intake of air was so sharp he was sure it could be heard. A pair of aquamarine eyes met with the most dazzling yellow eyes he had ever seen. Her skin was flawless, her lips looked soft and red. But what really caught his eye was that the look she was giving him. It wasn't that of adoration, but of annoyance. Pure leave-me-the-hell-alone annoyance.
Like she was willing him not to say anything to her. Coren felt a small smile tug at his lips. 'This isn't going to be as bad as I thought'.
As Coren sat down in his seat, he could have sworn he felt the room get cooler 'Gosh, this girl carries her own windchill factor.' Coren thought wryly. Unbeknownst to him, he began to stare at her, taking in her features. Shining, silky-looking yellow hair half covered her face, concealing her eyes from view. 'This may be a long shot..' he thought. 'but..'
"Excuse me." He whispered to her softly. " Um, do you have a pencil I can borrow?" Kestrel sighed and looked over at the boy with her patented Leave-me-alone-or-i'll-kick-your-ass stare. "No." She replied coldly. She turned to finish her work when she realized he was still staring at her. She looked at him again. "Is there any particular reason you're staring at me?"
Much to her dismay, Coren smiled, a wicked, devilish smile, a strangely alluring smile. Kestrel felt a sudden tingling go through her body and quickly willed it to go away. But it was too late. She felt the blush rise to her cheeks even though she tried to ignore it. Coren smiled even wider when he saw her blush. " I didn't mean to bother you..it's just.."
"What?" She asked impatiently.
" I don't know...it's just..." Coren was cut off by the sudden ringing of the bell. Kestrel quickly pushed passed him, eager to escape the situation. Coren smiled and began to think.
To Be Continued