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Lingering eyes chapter 3 (PLIM,KEVEDD)

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Jim tried to keep his focus on the lesson for the rest of math but not only was he itching to sneak a peek back at the strange student behind him...but he also felt as though the one begin him was looking at him. Of corse it could jut be the fact that plank sat right behind him. Jim tried to shake the feeling off and do his work silently. The class went slower to him then usual. But when it did end jim quickly it his stuff together and tried to bolt out of the door as fat as possible. Maybe he could see ve- "oh jim! Could you come here please!" The teacher called. Jim stopped in his tracks and sighed 'great'

When class ended,plank sighed and put his stuff in his back pack. He watched jim get his stuff together quickly. The teacher came over to plank  "plank?" Plank looked down at the short teacher "plank do you have your locker number yet?" Plank nodded. She smiled "we'll backpacks arnt aloud in class. A silly rule I know but it is a rule non-the less. Do you know where your locker is?" Plank shook his head. She nodded and looked around for a moment then her face lit up "oh jim! Could you come here please?!" Plank saw the short boy stop in the door way and sigh. He saw the boy turn and walk up to the teacher curiously "yes?" He asked in his small voice. The teacher spoke again "could you show plank where his locker is? I'm sure it would be much appreciated" she smiled.

Jim knew Victoria enough to know that that wasn't a question. It was a demand in a nice tone of voice. Jim swallowed a little and nodded . Jim lead plank out the door and plank fallowed silently "so what's your locker number?" Plank handed him a small piece of paper.jim looked and nodded "245.right" Jim walked down the hallway with plank by his side. Jim glanced at plank a couple times but plank just kept his gaze forward. Once they got there jim stopped and gave plank back his paper "alright. Well your combination is on the back of the paper and Im assuming you know how to open it. If you need any help my locker is just right over there and you can ask me. Or you can ask any other student and I'm sure they will help.well I guess ill see you later" Jim waved and left to go get the stuff out of his locker.

Plank watched him leave to his own locker. Plank Looked at his numbers . It took him a few times but he got the hang of it an he put his back pack in his locker then looked at his schedule again. Gym. He smiled a little. He could defiantly do that.

Jim watched as the taller one walked away to his next class. Jim sighed and put stuff in his locker then took out the books he needed. He closed his locker only to have a pair of hands suddenly cover his eyes. Jim grinned "your ridiculous! First of all your the only one who hangs with me! Second your multitude of bracelets covering your for-arms was a dead give away!" Jim heard an 'aww' and the hands uncovered his eyes and let him turn around "vex!" He said happily and hugged the other ad she hugged back "hey jamster!" Jim rolled his eyes "hey! What's up?" Vex was Jim's only friend. If you saw her from afar you would think se was one of those emo kids. But when you got to know her she was probably the perkiest, light hearted, silly,happiest person you could meet. She had light brown skin with razor cut hair that was dyed to be gumball pink. She wore think eyeliner dark clothing with black and pink shoes and bracelets. She was only A few inches taller then jim . She over all looked like a black and pink hot mess but jim didn't mind.
"Come on! Library! Cristi is expecting us! " vex said and drug jim down stairs. Jim rolled his eyes and let her,trying hard not to trip and roll down the two flights of stairs.her and Jim volunteered at the library for their third period. "Sooo...what's new? I haven't seen you since like....YESTERDAY! " she chuckled and jim rolled his eyes again "same old same old......well...actualy" vex perked up "ooooooo! Do tell!!"
Jim giggled "I haven't said anything yet" vex scoffed "you sad 'well,as actualy' which means there's SOMETHING new! So tell!!" Jim giggled again "alright! There's a new student in my math class! And he lives right down the street from me! " she gaped "ooooo!! Is he cute?! What's his name?! Is he cute?! Did you talk to him?! Is he cute?!" Him went wide eyes at all her questions "vex calm down!.....his name is Ivan...but he told me to call him plank...no we didnt talk really....and I just met him! How do you expect me to call him cute at first glance?!" They both giggled as they entered the library "oh please! Being cute has nothing to do with 'getting to know' someone....it's appearance! Duh!" Jim rolled his eyes "not true! Once you get to know someone, things that they do can be cute. You know. It might be something they do out of nervous habit or just something they do because they want to. And it might not be cute to anyone else but because you KNOW that person,you could think its cute" vex shrugged "yah true...but my question still stands!" Jim sighed "I don't know" he rubbed his arm " he seemed more.....intimidating....then cute...I think hes one of those punk kids. I means he's got the clothes! The Mohawk....although his Dosent stand straight up...I don't think he wears gel...anyways. He just has that look.....I also noticed he Dosent talk much. " vex scoffed "not like you would give him anytime to! Chatterbox!" They both laughed as started to fix the books.

•meanwhile•

Plank was standing there watching ever one else panting. They had jut ran laps around  the school about 3 or 4 times. Everyone else was out of breath looking like they were about to die but plank just stood there not even sweating. Not to mention he was in front of the group about 50 feet the whole time practically looking like he was just jogging. Which is what he was doing. The coach came up to him "dang kid. You can run! You should try out for track or football! I coach the football team. Come and see me sometime after school alright?" Plank looked at him and nodded. Football? He never thought about it but it was a offer he could try out. He was in a new place. New school. Why not try new things. His father would probably encourage something like football anyways. Plank decided to see tht man after school like he had offered. The coach began to yell out exercises. The class groaned but plank did them mindlessly. He thought as he worked out.

After gym everyone changed back into their regular clothes. Plank looked at his schedule, had advisory now. Plank sighed 'oh great' he hated advisory. He stepped inside and the teacher greeted him. He wasn't really  listening. Something about how she was so happy about a new wonderful student and how she was here to help...her name was Mr. Cady? Woman's name but Ok. After that was done plank took a seat in the back ,right corner. The teacher said that this class would be spent as a study session which meant he could do whatever the hell he wants on his phone while the rest of the students talk or text or read,basically whatever until class was over.
Plank got out his phone.he had a vary nice phone,yet he couldn't call or text anyone because the only number on his new phone was his fathers. So plank settled for a game as he sat there.

Jim sat there in advisory.
He had asked vex to sit with him at lunch like always but she told him that she had lunch detention because of some shit she did. She was thank full it was just lunch detention and not after school or Saturday  detention,other wise she would have to explain it to her parents and jim knew she hated talking to her parents about that kind if stuff. Jim understood so he didn't complain. So jim sat in his advisory reading the book he currently was reading.
Kids talked and talked but he didn't mind cause he blocked out all the noise. He sunk deeper and deeper into his own little world. So deep that he could practically watch his book play out like a movie right in front of him.

It was marvelous.

But it ended all to soon as the school bell rang him from his thoughts. He groaned in frustration "right when I was getting to a good part" he whined "well i'll just read it during lunch." He told himself as he collected his things and left. Jim had his book pressed tight against his chest with both arms crossed over it to insure it Doesn't fall or slip away from him. Jim didn't eat the lunch at school. His father made sure of that by sitting him down one night and telling him some quite disturbing facts about the food they gave at schools. After that night, Jim didn't care to much for eating lunch at school. He always had a good brake fast which lasted him until he got home. So jim made his way out of the school building and into the resting area for the students. Jim found a Nice shaded tree with a bench under it. Jim sat down an opened his book to continue. He closed his eyes for a moment to block everything out. Slowly noises faded and his body became calm. His pulse even might have lowered a little more. Him then opened his eyes once more an focused on the words that filled the pages.

Plank walked into the lunch room which was filled to the rim with students talking so loud you could even hear yourself think. Plank groaned as a string of Russian curse words left his mouth. Walking to the door. Once plank stepped outside he felt a breeze of peace pass him and he walked to a empty place on the grass. He sat down with one of his knees propped up. He got out his phone and put his headphones in. Turning his music up all the way. He kept his blank expression as he glanced around. Then all the sudden....his eyes caught green. And not just any green. It was THAT green. The special green. Plank started to think to himself  'special?.....what makes it so special?' This confused plank. But he wouldn't deny it. Denial was for questioning. And questioning was for the unsure. And if you were unsure....you had no business thinking about it this deeply anyways....or at least that's what plank told himself to keep his mind from wondering to much. He didnt know why he found THAT green special but he knew he did. Now all he had to do was find out WHY.

Plank didnt know how long e was looking at jim and his 'special' green little head of hair....but it must have been long enough to notice because the next thing plank knew,he was staring into Jim's big green innocent eyes. He was fidgeting in his seat,obviously uncomfortable by the pair of golden honey eyes just staring at him. Plank sighed 'maybe i should....go up to him?.....and do what plank?.....stare at him again?.....just at a closer distance?yah that's cool'
Planked groaned and got up.he stuffed his hands in his pockets walking over to a shrinking jim. Was he cowering? I haven't done anything to him....yet. He's already scared me. Plank stood infront of Jim looking down at him.

Jim swallowed thickly as he watched plank. Why ha he been staring at me so....so....oh what's the word?....so intensely ? As if he was contemplating something Vary deeply.and now he was standing right before him....still staring. "Uhhhh.......c-can I help you?" Jim asked softy which got the others attention "no.not really. This seat taken?" Plank pointed at the seat next to him. Jim looked at the vacant seat next to him then back at the taller "n-no...you may sit" plank nodded once then sat. Now things were even more awkward. But jim had noticed something. Planks voice. He wasn't American. He had an accent...what was it?...Russian? Sounded like it but plank didn't talk to much so jim didn't know or sure. So he just sat there. Not even reading book anymore. His curiosity picked at him. He really wondered if plank was Russian or not...well there was only one way to find out. And that was to ask. Jim hesitated for a moment before just asking "так .... Ты русский?"

Plank froze. No. No way did this kid just speak Russian. Seriously?And the kid asked if he was russian ? no. Plank took a chance an looked down at the smaller one to see his face completely serious about the question. Plank was shocked so say the least. "Yes I am.....how could you tell?" Plank could see the boy visually relax. As if a big bolder had been lifted from his tiny shoulders. He responded "we'll even though you do speak English vary well. You still have a Russian accent. Plank nodded 'of corse! ' plank spoke again "well how do you know it?" At this Jim chuckled "my father is quite the academic enthusiast. He encouraged me to learn as much as possible to ensure a bright future for myself . I know 5 different languages. Russian,Spanish,English,Turkish, and French. " plank would show it since he master the art of the poker face but inside he was quite impressed. 5 different languages by the age 16. What else did this boys brain posses? "I see. So I'm assuming you must have a large verity of knowledge at your disposal?" Jim chuckled "not as big as my fathers but  I'm getting there" he said in a happy tone. He didn't  want to seem tence around plank so he tried to just act as happy as ever.

Then there was that awkward silence again. Which Jim hated! He liked feeling happy and positive. Not uncomfortably unsure. It practically ate at him. Jim desperately searched for something to say "you know....no one has ever won that game in math class. " that seemed to get the tallers attention so he kept on "everyone was quite amazed. especially the way Victoria acted. I mean shes a vary nice teacher. My favorite actually. But do not get on her bad side. I hbe not witnessed it but a few students in other classes have. But don't get me wrong! She's wonderful! It's just that nobody expected her to react that way! Everyones jaw practically hit the floor....metiforicly speaching of corse! Their jaws went actualy on the floor! That would be unsanitary! I mean and for that to actually happen the student would have to drop to the flor for his jaw to reach it! " now he was just rambling the first thing that came to his head and that wasn't good so he quickly shut himself up "I'm so sorry! I'm rambling! Il just shut up now" he but his bottom lip.

Plank raised an eyebrow as he listened to Jim go on. The kid couldn't stop talking. Not that plank minded. He didn't do much talking and he was glad someone else was willing to do it. He found his lip twitching into a small crocked smile. But then jim started to pedal back. And fast. He soon was silent and plank found he didn't like that. He didn't know the kid but silent didn't seem like something he did. It didn't fit him. "No no....it's fine. I don't mind." He said softly in almost kind-ish voice.

Jim perked up "really? Alot of people hate it when I start to talk.cause apparently I can't stop" Jim giggled at himself. "Of corse I noticed you don't do much talking yourself.....in fact I've only heard you say a few sentences.....I like you. " Jim said nonchalantly. "You know what else I noticed?" Plank gave him a 'continue' look and jim did "I noticed that your quite good at math yourself. Plank shrugged as if saying 'I'm ok' an jim scoffed "are you kidding? Don't act so modest! Your as good as I am! Or even more so! I saw your paper! You were doing math like it was nothing! " Jim smiled wide at him and plank smiled a little and rolled his eyes like 'oh please' " you know you should give yourself more credit!" Jim said in a matter-of-factly tone. Plank spoke "we'll I'm not good at everything. Just math really. The rest just-" the bell cut plank off . Jim sighed "we'll. I guess ill see you later? " plank looked down at him for a moment as if contemplating this...then nodded. Jim smiled wider "cool! Bye!" Jim grabbed his book and hugged it tightly to his chest once more. He ran off to his next class.

There was something about Jim's smile that was contagious. It made plank wanna smile to. Not that he smile alot. Just a crocked smile. No. His smile wasn't all that pretty.so he kept his smiling to a minimum. Plank noticed that when him smiled,it made his cheeks more round just making his face look even younger. It was....cute. Plank shook his head and tried to not think about it to hard. Planks face turned back into his stone emotionless one. He stuffed his hands inside his pockets and wet inside to his next class.
And here is where the plim starts! Yaaaaaaay! Xp
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Keras-Lucar's avatar
nice chapter. can't wait, can't wait. ^^