Chapter 45

One of the doors is open and when we pass, I find brown eyes staring right back at me. A boy, around my age, lounges on his bed with his arms tucked under his head and bare feet hanging loosely over the edge of the bed along with the window open and the summer breeze coming through. The sunlight reflects off his deeply tanned skin and it's not until we pass and I glance back that I see a girl in the room as well, sitting by a desk pushed into the far wall. She, as well, sports beautifully sun kissed skin and almond shaped eyes that are shaded a similar brown as to the boy on the bed. She looks exotic, with high cheekbones and black hair that frames her face in layers. Pouted lips and a slender nose follows. The look in her eyes is daunting as well as the boy's look was.  I glance away when I no longer wish to maintain her gaze, but even as we near our destination do I feel her eyes - perhaps, both of their eyes - on me. And I have a feeling that this trip here