Saving Ophelia
Ophelia makes her way up the school drive, into the school reception building and ascends the stairs. Near the top, she trips over a step and her glasses fall off onto the hallway floor. As she reaches for them, another hand does too and they touch for a few seconds. Ophelia and Derek look at each wide-eyed, before Ophelia pulls back her hand quickly and blushes.
Derek: Here you go.
He smiles as they both straighten up and he hands her the glasses, Ophelia still looking at the floor and blushing.
Derek: Are you new here?
Ophelia: (Nodding) Yes.
Derek: Would you like me to show you to the student office?
Ophelia: Um, okay, yes, thank you…
Derek starts off down the hallway, glances back over his shoulder and smiles at Ophelia.
Derek: This way then.
As they walk away down the hallway:
Derek: I’m Derek, by the way.
Ophelia: I’m Ophelia.
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