NOTE: My first Suite Life fic, please be nice. Constructive criticism welcome.
Ms Tutweiller put her headphones in her ears and turned the music up so loud that she couldn't hear the waves crashing against the side of the ship. She put her iPod on shuffle and So Jealous by Tegan and Sara began to play. She didn't exactly like the song, but her family had bought her the music player and filled it with music for her to listen to on the ship. It seemed mean to delete the songs, in her opinion.
It was 4:30 in the morning, and she was in her classroom, preparing for the day's lessons. After a while, the sun started to rise, it had been about an hour/ She watched the sun for a while before looking down at her papers, when she looked back up, a young woman was standing in front of her, which wouldn't have startled her, had she not taken her headphones out several minutes before. She jumped slightly, her eyes wide.
"Oh! Hello, can I help you?" She asked with a questioning smile. The girl was tall, but skinny, and her hair was dark and long, but curly. Here eyes were green, tinged with gold.
"Ms Tutweiller's classroom?" She had a slight accent, it sounded German, or Swedish. Ms Tutweiller nodded.
"Yes, but it's only 5:30. Classes don't start until 7:30, you're two hours early." The girl frowned, but her eyes seemed glazed. "Are you the new student…" She trailed off, looking at a sheet of paper. "'Willameen'?" The name read "WILLEMIJN" but she couldn't quite make out what language it was.
"Vil-eh-mine." She corrected, nodding. He head was looking down, but her eyes weren't focused. Ms Tutweiller searched the other girl's face, looking for some giveaway as to why she seemed so unfocused.
"Is everything alright, Willemijn? You seem…unfocused." The dark haired girl's face scrunched.
"It does not say?" She gestured in the direction of the papers on her desk, missing slightly. Ms Tutweiller looked at her papers, scanning for anything. She shook her head and, after receiving no response, spoke.
"No, is there something I should know?" She was confused, and slightly annoyed at the lack of eye contact.
"I am blind." She stated bluntly, showing no emotion. "That is why I am here early; I thought I would get lost, so I left early." She explained. Immediately, Ms Tutweiller's expression changed from hard annoyance to soft guilt.
"Oh, I'm sorry! I didn't know." She stood up quickly, tripping over her chair and falling backwards, but before she could hit the floor, Willemijn had caught one of her hands and stabilized her.
"Are you alright?" Willemijn asked quietly, helping the older woman regain her footing.
"I'm fine, thanks." She replied breathlessly. It was amazing how quickly the girl responded.
"I was aiming for your waist." Willemijn stated, blushing slightly. "But I missed I haven't heard your geography yet."
"Geography?" Ms Tutweiller thought that was an interesting choice of words.
"It is a long story. Will you help me find my seat, please?" Ms Tutweiller took Willemijn to her seat and sat down next to her.
"Will you be needing anything, Willemijn?" She asked.
"Will is fine. And no, I have developed methods." She said timidly.
"Like geography?" Will nodded and told he about how she could tell who people were by three things aside from sound.
"The first is scent. Everyone smells different. For instance," she took a deep breath, "You smell like mango, kiwi, and," she took another breath, "strawberries, with a pinch of cinnamon." Ms Tutweiller was shocked. She'd used her favorite mango-kiwi shampoo/conditioner that morning, along with her strawberry body wash, and cinnamon lotion.
"Spot on!" She giggled. "So what's the second?" Will nodded.
"Body geography." The air changed from excited to curious. "The longer I know you, the more I can tell you apart from someone else. For instance, when you nearly fell, I didn't expect you to be so low down, so I only caught you wrist. Now that I know your general height, I can predict things like that better." She paused. "The third as aura, which is usually just for me, I grew up feeling people's auras. And, back when I could see a little, I learned how to predict appearance by the color of someone's aura."
"So what do I look like then?" Ms Tutweiller quirked a brow. Will paused, thinking hard.
"You have reddish hair, but it's not your natural color. Your natural color is black-brown!" She corrected herself quickly, smirking. "Your eyes are-woah."
"What woah?" Ms Tutweiller furrowed her brows.
"They're green, but like a cat, not a person. You take advantage of that, because it's entrancing." She stated matter-of-factly. "Also, you take pride in being well groomed." Ms Tutweiller smiled and stood up; the students were starting to drift in.
"I have to go, but if you need anything, you let me know, understood?"
"Understood." Willemijn nodded.