Okay, this is a really short chapter, but I updated before I was expecting to. I'll make up for it with the next couple chapters.

Class

Eridan

After seein that amber-eyed god at swimming practice, I couldn't get him outta my mind. I really couldn't wait to see him again. I found myself fantasizin about him all day, up until I saw him in my calc class.

I sat through the wwhole class, knowwin I had to talk to him, but not knowwin wwhat to say to him. I wwanted him to notice me, to look around the room an see that I wwas there. I wwanted him to see me the same way I saww him. But at the same time, I wwanted to disappear, shrink slowwly dowwn into my seat an become invisible. I didn't wwant him to think I wwas a creepy stalker-like I wwas kinda bein at the time. I wwanted him to be my friend. In a more-than-friends kinda way.

I turned my attention back to the professor then, an continued my notes. I tried to focus, but I couldn't shake the that someone wwas wwatchin me. I looked up from my notebook an glanced around. Nobody wwas lookin at me. A feww people here an there wwere dozin in their seats, or playin with their phones or laptops. I could see Sol takin vvigorous notes three seats dowwn from me an, right in front of him, that boy I wwas tryin not to look at, his face slightly red. He wwas sittin very ridged, hands rested on his keyboard, but not typin anythin.

I pulled my gaze awway from him an continued through my investigation of the class. Wwhen I wwas completely satisfied that no one wwas starin at me, I continued my notes.

Wwell I tried to continue my notes, but I still felt like someone wwas wwatchin me. I seriously couldn't get ridda this feelin. I looked up again an met his eyes. His eyes. The god wwas starin at me.


Jean

It was Tuesday, mid-morning. I was just walking into my calculus class when I was him again. He was pulling out a purple notebook from a plain black bag. With the notebook, he brought out a matching purple pen. both were the same the same shade of purple as his hair. He definitely had problems.

I sat in my spot next to Armin, who smiled at me as I did. I could hear this kid with a terrible lisp talking non-stop to some chick called "AA" across the room. At first glance, I thought she looked dull and boring with a black shirt and long grey skirt, but when she started talking… Man, could that girl go.

As class went on, I took notes, every once in awhile galncing back at Eridan. He was a freshman, but he was in a sophmore calculus class. he had to be a genious or something.

I noticed I'd been staring at him for quite some time when Armin pushed my shoulder. I could feel my face blushing. i forced myself to face forward and to pay attention to the lecture, but I couldn't focus on anything but those grey eyes as they watched his hand scrawl across his paper.

I pulled my eyes away from him once more only to think, what's the harm? He doesn't know I'm staring at him.

I looked back to his eyes and immediately regretted my decision. He was looking right back. We made eye contact and, this time, I was unable to pull my gaze away from him. Two days and I was already in way too deep.


I don't know how long this fic will be, but I have a very rough outline for it and I'm planning on at least 5 chapters now, maybe more. I'll be updating only on Mondays from now on.