They managed to reach the roofed bench right on time, just as the rain started coming down.
They hurried up the hill near the small lake, where they had spent the whole afternoon and had just reached the bench when it started to rain. But it didn't help at all - Jonathan and Alexandra were now soaked to the skin and the water kept running down at their necks and through their hair. Even the books in their hands were wet.
"Damn it!", Alexandra cursed, after she noticed that her ink-written notes for her upcoming physics-exam had gotten wet and the ink had smeared all over the paper.
She started to shake out her notepad, trying to stop it from getting worse. Jonathan just watched.
"Hold on, this doesn't make any sense, what you're doing", he finally said. "Let's put the stuff on the bench."
He put his books on the bench and without saying anything, took Alexandra's stuff out of her hands to place it beside his own. Because of the rain and the sudden change in the temperature, Jonathan's glasses had gotten wet and were now fogging up. Alexandra looked at Jonathan putting down the books and the notepads on the bench and started to laugh. Jonathan was irritated.
"What is it?", he asked harshly and looked up at Alexandra.
He hadn't even noticed that his glasses were foggy. Jonathan was angry about the fact that he tried to save their notes and that Alexandra hadn't anything better to do than to laugh at him.
"I don't find this funny!", Jonathan hissed. "I'm trying to keep our stuff safe and dry and you're making your fun of me!"
His bright blue eyes blazed with anger – even through his now-foggy glasses. Alexandra bit on her lower lip to suppress her laughter. Jonathan had completely misunderstood her.
"Jonathan!", she said, trying to suppress the laughter welling up inside, "Your glasses are completely steamed up! I really appreciate you making such a valiant effort for our books – but you possibly can't see anything anymore!"
Jonathan paused for a moment.
"Oh!", he said finally and a smile whisked over his lips.
Both looked at each other – at least Jonathan pretended to do so, but he really couldn't see anything – and burst out laughing.
"I'm so sorry...", Alexandra said, roaring with laughter as Jonathan took off his glasses to clean them with his shirt, "but that looked so funny: the blind saviour of the books!"
"Hahah!", Jonathan answered with a huge grin on his face and his eyes started sparkling again – only this time, not because of anger. He checked his glasses with a glance and started to put them on again. Alexandra touched his arm.
"No, don't!"
Jonathan looked at her.
"Your shirt is wet and your glasses aren't properly dry anyway.. and... you look so nice without them.."
"Thank you..", Jonathan said in a low voice as he glanced at Alexandra, folded up his glasses and put them away into the pocket of his wet shirt.
"And.. you have such a beautiful smile, do you know that, Jonathan Crane?", Alexandra added.
He gazed into her eyes.