The next morning went by slowly. It seemed like the minutes were hours. As hard as Zexion tried, he just couldn't pay attention today. All he could think about is different scenarios of his tutoring Dimxan. Would he have the courage to talk to her at all? What if he screwed up and said something stupid? Or what if…
His cheeks turned red. What if everything turned out right? What if she was just as obsessed with him as he was with her? No… even if it were true, he couldn't let that happen.
Finally the bell rang. It was time for lunch.
As usual, against his fathers wishes, Zexion didn't eat lunch. He just sat under a tree and tried to read, but that same red-head kept clouding his mind.
He reached into his backpack and started scribbling on it. He poured out every thought that passed through his mind on the parchment.
"you write?"
Zexion jumped, startled, and quickly covered his paper up with his arm.
Standing in front of him was the hazel eyed red-head he'd been so fond of. Her head was tilted to one side and her eyes looked apologetic.
"sorry, I didn't mean to surprise you like that," she said as she knelt down in front of him, bringing herself to eye-level with him.
He quickly averted his gaze from hers and looked down.
"its fine," he mumbled while shoving the paper into his bag.
There was a sudden awkward silence before Dimxan decided to speak again.
"what were you writing?" she asked.
"it was nothing" he said, his face turning red in contrast with his cold expression.
"'kay… well I just wanted to make sure you still planned on helping me tonight," he finally looked up at her.
"of course. I did, say I would, didn't i?" he replied. She smiled at him causing a happy shiver to crawl down his spine.
"yea. Thank you, by the way."
Zexions lips twitched, curving into a smile.
"my pleasure." He said to her. Her face turned red at his words.
"so… why are you alone?" she asked.
"you have a lot of questions." He commented.
"So I guess you don't want me to sit with you?" she asked. Zexion froze. Had she really just offered to sit with him? Quickly he hid his joy-filled eyes under his hair before answering.
"you may sit with me if that's what you want. I have no problem with that." She smiled as she set her backpack down and pulled out a sandwich.
"your not eating?" she asked while looking at his empty hands. He shook his head.
"the bell's going to ring soon anyways." He commented. "there'd be no point in getting in the lunch line." She nodded silently and bit into her ham sandwich. She knew Zexion was studying her face again, and blushed at the thought. She kept her head down, afraid to meet his eyes.
Just as Zexion had said, the bell rang. Dimxan put her sandwich in a brown bag and crumpled it up before throwing it away.
The two walked in akward silence to their next class before sitting down. once again, the minutes seemed to grow longer, but it was almost the end of the day