Damn these crowded ferries…
Your name is Tavros Nitram, and you are currently squished horribly between a frail old teacher with a horrible cough and a tall fat man reading the newspaper.
You sighed heavily to yourself and looked at your watch. Just five more minutes of this most uncomfortable twenty minuet ferry ride and you'll be able catch the bus home…
The woman beside you coughed roughly and you flushed lightly, trying to move away from him.
You were going to a new school on the other side of the city and a large body of water separated the two districts. No matter to you, the transportation was free and easy to deal with. Especially since you had legs again.
You smiled a little as you pushed lightly though the crowd to the front.
It had been at least ten years since you got in a horrible incident and lost the ability to move your legs. However, three years ago your father was able to raise funds to get advanced prosthetic legs that worked for you amazingly. The legs worked like a dream, and every morning, even years later, you still stare down at them in awe. Now you go to a good school with even better people as friends.
You grinned widely and pushed though some gaggling girls when suddenly the lights of the ferry flickered. Everyone grew quiet.
The lights flashed back on brightly, blinding you temporarily.
When your eyes finally readjusted, they locked immediately with the deepest indigo eyes you've ever seen in your life. The indigo held your chocolate brown eyes with such curiosity, such intensity, your heart shuttered in your chest. Somehow you were able to look away. And… Somehow… You found the will to look back.
The indigo still seemed to stab into yours. You could feel your cheeks burn. You let your eyes focus out from the eyes. The gems that stared into you belonged to a boy. A boy with gorgeous long black curly hair.
You flushed heavily, and look away, this time for good and you shuffle yourself to a seat, making a business man grumble at you lightly.
Who… Who was that? You had never seen a boy like that on this ferry before! Who was he? Where was he going? Did he live on this or the other side of the city? Millions of questions flashed though your head, and you lightly turned in your plush seat to try to get a look at the boy.
You couldn't see him at all.
Your heart sank.
Well… it was only one encounter… It's not like you don't have random encounters all day every day…
The intercom chimed overhead telling everyone that we had arrived at the terminal and you let out a light and shaky sigh, letting your nerves and those beautiful eyes go. You stood up, and started to follow the sluggish flow of human traffic that is the unloading process of getting off the Derse ferry.
You kept your eyes down like how you normally do, trying to keep out of the way yet keeping in pace with the crowd so you don't get crushed.
Only once you look up.
Only once does it take to recognize the dark curly mess of hair a few people in front of you.
You heart slams against your ribcage.
Really? You see him again?
You settle your breath. It's alright… You can see the same person on the ferry twice when you're loading off… Totally normal… Totally…
You glance up and follow the flow of traffic just feet behind Mr. Indigo Eyes. Soon you would be turning right to go to your buses. You frown a little, you don't know why, and prepare yourself ot leave the flowing river of people.
Mr. Indigo Eyes turns right.
Your heart skips a beat.
Okay, no this isn't creepy, he's allowed to turn right. A lot of people turn right. See? Even behind you there is a woman with a bunch of kids and an armful of bread turning right.
Totally normal…
Especially when there are at least fifty different busses outside. You smile a bit to yourself and watch from a distance as many people pass in front of you to get to their buses.
Everyone goes on their daily routine home after a long day of whatever they were doing. Or perhaps a long day of home and now going to work. You let out a content sigh and imagine being home in your bed, petting your bulldog Tinkerbull. She loved to have her belly rubbed...
You chuckled lightly to yourself just in time to see someone approach your bus.
You're froze in your tracks.
Mr. Indigo Eyes was loading onto your bus.