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she was chewing absentmindedly on the end of her pencil, daydreaming,
when the book slammed onto her table and made her jump and look up.
"am i interrupting you ms. ericson?" mrs. clein asked and pushed her glasses impossibly further up her nose.
"no, mrs. clein, i'm sorry". she blushed and looked down in her book,
trying to avoid further attention. the rest of the class laughed,
some snickered and her heart sank. just what she needed, more negative attention.
the rest of the day she kept to herself. still captivated by her strange incounter that morning.
it wasn't untill lunch that she decided to push the thought to the back of her mind and be a part of the real world,
for at least half-an hour. she could do that for freja.
she had only just made in into the kantine when freja stood up and waved her over.
she had been waiting. that meant something had happened, important to freja and normally also to her,
but today she wasn't to eager to listen to freja. she wanted to fantasize and dream.
she sat down across freja and the table and smiled inviting. "so what happened?" she smiled,
and took a sip of water, preparing herself.
freja smiled a too eager smile and lauched the story about how william had bumped into her in gym
and that she was almost certain that he did it on purpose.
when freja was done, and had been satisfied with a comment here and there and "uh"' and "ah"s at the right places,
she tried to tell her. "i met a boy this morning" she started
and wondered how to continue without sounding like a lovestruck teenager or an insane person.
"and he had the most bizarre eyes". "how so?" freja asked,
genuenlly interested and she felt bad for not listening to freja's story with more intensity.
"they sort of.. glowed? i don't know how else to describe it?".
freja giggled. "sounds wierd iz, you sure he didn't have some disease or something?
i've heard of one that makes your eyes like glassy and look like they're about to pop out of your skull".
freja chewed thoughtfully on her apple while speaking. she thought about that.
"no i'm pretty sure that he didn't have a disease". freja looked up at her,
"sounds like me made quite an impression?" she smiled.
"i guess he did" she answered and wondered for a second if she'd ever see him again.
~
she was chewing absentmindedly on the end of her pencil, daydreaming,
when the book slammed onto her table and made her jump and look up.
"am i interrupting you ms. ericson?" mrs. clein asked and pushed her glasses impossibly further up her nose.
"no, mrs. clein, i'm sorry". she blushed and looked down in her book,
trying to avoid further attention. the rest of the class laughed,
some snickered and her heart sank. just what she needed, more negative attention.
the rest of the day she kept to herself. still captivated by her strange incounter that morning.
it wasn't untill lunch that she decided to push the thought to the back of her mind and be a part of the real world,
for at least half-an hour. she could do that for freja.
she had only just made in into the kantine when freja stood up and waved her over.
she had been waiting. that meant something had happened, important to freja and normally also to her,
but today she wasn't to eager to listen to freja. she wanted to fantasize and dream.
she sat down across freja and the table and smiled inviting. "so what happened?" she smiled,
and took a sip of water, preparing herself.
freja smiled a too eager smile and lauched the story about how william had bumped into her in gym
and that she was almost certain that he did it on purpose.
when freja was done, and had been satisfied with a comment here and there and "uh"' and "ah"s at the right places,
she tried to tell her. "i met a boy this morning" she started
and wondered how to continue without sounding like a lovestruck teenager or an insane person.
"and he had the most bizarre eyes". "how so?" freja asked,
genuenlly interested and she felt bad for not listening to freja's story with more intensity.
"they sort of.. glowed? i don't know how else to describe it?".
freja giggled. "sounds wierd iz, you sure he didn't have some disease or something?
i've heard of one that makes your eyes like glassy and look like they're about to pop out of your skull".
freja chewed thoughtfully on her apple while speaking. she thought about that.
"no i'm pretty sure that he didn't have a disease". freja looked up at her,
"sounds like me made quite an impression?" she smiled.
"i guess he did" she answered and wondered for a second if she'd ever see him again.
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