Yours are the sweetest eyes, I've ever seen

Madeline sat in front of the school, perched on the long wall that ran along the sidewalk. Her ankles were lightly crossed, her knees bent. One arm draped itself over her knees, as she leaned into her thighs. The other arm was raised, so that she could hold the phone to her ear. Her brother, Mike, was babbling in her ear about the most amazing woman that he'd ever met; Madeline's lips twitched with a repressed smile. This woman had been the art teacher here at CBA over the past year- Madeline's first year. When Gloria had chosen to leave for another part of New York, Maddie hadn't been able to resist arranging a 'Welcome' party, hosted by none other than her big brother.

"Line, you've got no idea. I mean, you because you know her yourself, but I doubt she affects you this way. I mean, she's got these eyes, and just looking into them- I'd do anything she wanted me to."
Maddie had to chuckle at this, one of her low and soft chuckles that was meant for the listener's ears only.

"Do you know what I mean? Come on, Madeline Munroe, you know that you've met eyes like that. They just sort of pull you in, whether you want to be pulled in or not. Didn't Morgan-"
"No." She quickly cut in, trying not to think about Morgan Hearst. "His eyes were beautiful, but they never changed my stubborn little mind. He did have a nice smile though."

Michael Munroe heard his little sister's sigh through the phone. Despite the four-year age gap, Mike and Maddie were very close. Inseperable as children, really. When Maddie had called him not so long ago, crying her heart out over her heartbreak, Mike had been there. Despite his anger over the man that had dumped his sister, Mike had to agree with Morgan's reasoning. If Morgan didn't think he could be the right one for Maddie, better to let her go than to tie herself die to permanent heartbreak.
"Don't worry about is, Sis. You will soon enough."

Maddie shrugged, though she knew that Mike couldn't hear it. She doubted that she would ever find someone who could do that, mainly because she was stubborn, and it would have to be a pair very sweet and confident eyes that swept her off of her feet. She was abou to reply to her brother, when someone cleared their throat behind her. Madeline shifted and then turned. The first things that she saw were a pair of dark, warm brown eyes that threatened to envelope a woman someday, and smother her with love. Blinking, she pulled here eyes from his, and offered him a warm smile, holding up her finger.
"Mike, lemme call you back."

She hung up the phone, and as she slipped off the wall, she tucked the phone into her pocket.
"Can I help you?"

The man gave her a beautiful smile, one that crinkled his eyes, and drew her attention to his freckled across the bridge of his nose.
"Yes, I am a new teacher here, and I'm a bit lost..."
"Oh!"

Maddie straightened, and held out her hand, her smile returning once more to beam at him. A new teacher! She'd have to be sure to show him the ropes, and protect him from some of the scarier teachers. Like Sedoka.
"Well then, Welcome!" She lost her train of thought as his warm hand wrapped around her own, and she struggled to go on. "My name's Madeline, though mostly everyone calls me some shortened version of that, so really, call me whatever you like. I teach history-." She stopped abruptly, realizing that she was blushing.

The man's smile returned as well, humor dancing in his eyes.
"My name is Jonathan Stewart, and I am the new Chemistry teacher."

Madeline walked him into the school, and gave him the tour. As she did, she made a mental note to call her brother back, and demand why older brothers had to always be right.