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Braeden couldn't help but give a bit of a lopsided grin as the girl with the brown hair pointed out that he should be a little less calm. She was right. He wasn't sure why he wasn't freaking out more about it... Should he cause a scene? Maybe he could be excused from class for a couple days. Hmmmm. Hey, this could work to his advantage! However, before he could consider this too much, the girl was now suggesting he close his eyes for thirty seconds to let his blind eye adjust to the darkness.
Brae saw nothing ridiculous with that plan. He had just closed his brown eyes when the girl decided maybe that wasn't the best thing to try. He opened his eyes again and raised an eyebrow slightly. Okay, if that wasn't going to work, then... what would?
Next thing he knew, she was covering up his good eye. GAH! Now he really was blind! With his good eye covered up, all Braeden could see now was... well, whiteness. He could see the observatory just very vaguely, like a very, very light sketch on a white paper. But everything else was blank. He could just barely see the girl standing in front of him, waving her fingers, but he had to furrow his brows and squint his eyes (or eye) to try to see sharper; everything was still too blindingly bright. "I see movement, yeah..." he admitted, "but I'm not sure what exactly it is that's moving." All he saw was a sort of blur, some motion behind the bright white light.
At least he wasn't completely blind. And it wasn't the first time Braeden nearly-blinded himself by staring straight into a bright light; it usually left him momentarily blind, but with time his eyesight would return to normal. However, he had never looked straight at the sun before. Through a telescope. That was just... a trillion times worse.
"This isn't going to be permanent, is it?" he asked, a bit of panic beginning to taint his voice. Oh Merlin, he didn't want to be blind! This girl seemed to know what she was doing (or at least she certainly seemed to know more than him), so he trusted her predictions blindly (no pun intended).
Ellie silently begged that it would work. She somehow felt like she was responsible for making him become... un-blind. He said he could see something moving...
"Well, that's a start. Is it, er.. getting any better?" She asked, still waving her fingers. She hoped so. She kept thinking back to those many years ago when her friend had been staring at the sun. Ellie had "triple-dog-dared" him to stare at the sun for five mintues. Well... He did, only blinking a few times. Both her mum and his had gone ballistic. Silly eight-year-olds. She remembered watching her mother waving her fingers in front of his face and having him focus on them until he could see again.
"Well if I remember correctly," she began.
"You're eyes are just taking time to adjust back to normal light. This happened to one of my friends a long time ago... sort of." She said with a light laugh.
"And you didn't stare at the sun too long, so no, it shouldn't be permanent." Hmm. Let's hope not anyway...? She took her hands down.
"Any better?" She asked. And hoped.