Biology is always my first subject. Biology is always my least favorite subject. Biology is always science with a fancy name. And biology is always the class that James comes in late to. Oh biology… why do you have to always be my first subject? And today I wish I could’ve just skipped biology. Let my explain… so I was just sitting there minding my own business, making my desk neat when he came right up to me- 4 minutes before class started- and took a deep breath then sat next to me. Weird, so, so, so, so, so, so weird. Why did he take a deep breath? Why, oh, Why!?  But the weirder thing was that he took the breath in through his nose… as if he smelled something really good. I looked at him when he sat down, he was looking at me so I quickly looked forward again using my peripheral vision to see if he was still looking at me and (thankfully) he wasn’t but his ear was twitching, and he had that strange expression on his face again.
        “DING DING DING!” The bell sounded at last. Biology was finally over! Thank goodness! I made it through all his constant stares and his twitching…his twitching mostly because that just creeps me out. I hurried to put my text book back in my backpack, darted to the door and into the hall way, I succeed in my quick escape. Haha! I’d like to see him try and chase me down now!!!
I really need to learn to quit when I’m ahead.
        “Gotta love biology huh?” James said while he walked next to me.
        “Haha yeah…” I replied awkwardly. What was this guy’s problem? Why can’t he just leave me alone? Then I remembered something.
Slowly I glanced up at him… he was looking at me (of course) and his eyes… weren’t yellow, but a brown… a dark brown. Huh, that’s weird… maybe I just imaged the strange color… but the thing is, how could I mistake dark brown for a bright yellow?  I hadn’t noticed I had stopped because I was so deep in thought but the next thing I knew a hand was being waved in front of my face and I heard someone saying my name.
“Elizabeth? Hello?” Said a too familiar voice, James. I blinked back into focus, I was in the nurse’s office but she wasn’t there. “She’ll be back in a minute, she’s getting more ice.” He said.
All I could do is look at him, how are his eyes brown right now? Contacts? No I don’t know why he would get contacts. Maybe the light was bad?
“Your eyes….” I blurted without thinking. His eyes flashed to the window behind me then back to my face.
“Ummm… what about them?” He asked carefully.
“Their….their…” Is all I could say before the nurse came back in with a sack of ice.
“Oh good your awake.” She said when she had spotted me. “How do you feel? Nauseous? Hot, Cold?”
“I feel fine.” I got up and turned my head from side to side, why am I so stiff? I looked at the clock hoping time was still on my side. It wasn’t. 1:45 it read… oh josh… right now I should be in my last class, then lunch. Was I really out for that long? 4 hours? No, I couldn’t believe it, I wouldn’t believe it, 4 whole entire hours couldn’t have passed already… could it? I was about to ask when the nurse guessed my thoughts.
“Yes honey, you have been unconscious for about four hours. I don’t really understand why you had passed out, were you not feeling good after your first class? It might have been only a headache at the time.” The nurse pressed.
“No, I felt fine.” I assured her
“Ok then dear, you can go back to class.” She instructed, and then just went about her normal routine, I guessed.