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There's crash and suddenly her books slides out of her hands and she's knocked to the floor. No one seems to notice though, the hallway is crowded with students rushing from one class to the next. There's a pair of worn out sneakers in front of her which are attached to a pair of legs that seems to go on forever.
“Oh, I'm sorry, didn't see you there.” The long boy says. Arya lets out an annoyed sigh, who is this blind moron who can't see where he's going?
She's about to reply with a witty and not so lady-like comment when the boy reaches his hand out to her. Arya stares at it, opening and closing her mouth trying to come up with something to say. She ignores his hand and scrambles to her feet.
“You should watch where you're going stupid! Now I'm late to class!” Arya looks to the floor, her eyes searching after her books as she wipes the dust of her pants. But the boy's hand is already there holding her books out to her. She grabs it trying to snatch the books from him but he stubbornly holds on to it.
“I said I was sorry okay?” Arya looks at his face and underneath a tangle of black hair are the bluest eyes she's ever seen. They're the color of the winter sky, so piercing and bright that she can't bring herself to look away. It's like the blue of his eyes are drawing her in and swallowing her whole.
“Weren't you late to class?” When he lets go of her books, Arya tears her eyes away, and as she hurries down the corridor leaving the boy with the impossibly blue eyes behind her, all she wants to do is turn around and look at him. But she knows she can't, she would only get lost in those eyes of his again. And she hasn't got time for that, after all, she's late to class.