Chapter 3 - Optometry
I duck my head quickly, cheeks ablaze with chagrin.
"Edward Cullen is still staring at you" Angela whispers.
Jessica snorts and continues gossiping with a bland girl named Lauren.
I glance up and catch his gaze in full adopted family have all looked away but he is sitting stock-still, hands clenched into tight fists on the table. My thoughts scatter and lifetimes pass before I can gather enough will power to break the stare.I look down over myself, checking for anything to earn such an intent stare. I can't think how my classic chucks, old blue jeans and team jacob t-shirt could possibly interest him so.
I practically inhale my lunch, avoiding his table completely and sprint to the toilets where I lock myself into a cubicle. In. Out. In. Out. I battle desperately to control my breathing. My pounding heart eventually regains some composure. Woah. A simple boy should not cause such a reaction in me, I've only spoken to him once when I almost crushed him. Thats probably why he was staring at me I think to myself as I stroll serenely to class. He was just curious as to how I could not see him, perhaps he was checking to see if I was wearing glasses now. As I push open the door I can't help but acknowledge a small part of me is so disappointed from this conclusion.