THIRD PERSON POINT OF VIEW…
Those eyes.
Those eyes belonging to the young man, which appeared disturbed, would skip from the figure of the lady stood before the class, onto the clock placed on the wall by the corner of the room.
3:28, the time read.
So close it was to closing hour, yet Logan Marshall was found bubbling with so much anticipation, eyes holding onto delight, as he would check that minute hand every now and then.
The figures scattered around seemed so immersed in whatever Miss Myers had to teach, but Logan couldn't be any bit interested.
All that lingered on the mind of the young man, was making leave out the room, going to that office, only to behold that profile.
That profile he longed to see. Dammit!
The recurring ring of the bell had shot his form off the chair at once, with the noise pouring in at the arrival of closing hour.
A number of students had taken to their feet immediately, ignoring the voice of Miss Myers yelling for them to take their assignments, meanwhile, the figure of Logan was far gone into the hallway, pushing forward, when a voice from behind, caused him stopping mid-steps.
"Logan?"
That voice called yet again. When he turned around, he was the eyes of Cole shifting through his, gaze holding onto a thousand questions.
"What's the hurry? I never have seen you so enthusiastic about those counseling sessions which I'm pretty sure leaves you bummed out every now and then"
"I only want to leave the school premises, that's all" He followed, soon turning to leave, but was pulled back at once by Cole.
"Are you alright?" That voice followed.
"Why are you in such haste to going over just to sit in that space for as long as an hour and thirty minutes?" He questioned.
"I only wish to get it over with" Followed Logan
"Wow, how ardent you are that you even forgot your bike keys laying on your desk" He had pulled the keys out, jingling it before the bewildered eyes of Logan.
"Thanks"
He reached out to snatch it from his fingers, but Cole, quick enough, had pulled back in a moment, questioning eyes peering on at the young man away.
"Is something wrong, Logan?" He began "Cause if there is, you should let me know"
"There's nothing wrong. I assure you" Followed the response, with him grabbing the keys at once, soon hurrying down the hallway, meanwhile the eyes of Cole lingered on that figure, watching him keenly, until he was farther away.