The girl sitting there giggled. I'd noticed that his eyes were black — coal black.
那个坐在那里的女孩笑着。我注意到她的眼睛是很色的--炭黑色的。
Mr. Banner signed my slip and handed me a book with no nonsense about introductions.
Banner 先生签了我的名字然后递给我一本没有介绍的书。
I could tell we were going to get along. Of course, he had no choice but to send me to the one open seat in the middle of the room.
我能说我们会相处好的。当然他没有选择的在教室中间给我一个空的位置。
I kept my eyes down as I went to sit by him, bewildered by the antagonistic stare he'd given me.
我保持我的眼睛看着下面，我坐在他的旁边，他却给我很敌意的感觉。
I didn't look up as I set my book on the table and took my seat, but I saw his posture change from the corner of my eye.
我把书放到桌子上面坐了下来，但是都没有抬头，但是我从我眼角的余光看见他的姿势改变了。
He was leaning away from me, sitting on the extreme edge of his chair and averting his face like he smelled something bad.
他倾向远离我，坐到了椅子的最边缘，脸也扭到了另一边。
Inconspicuously, I sniffed my hair.
我尽量不引人注意地嗅了嗅我的头发
It smelled like strawberries, the scent of my favorite shampoo. It seemed an innocent enough odor.
我闻到了草莓的味道，那种我最喜欢的洗发水，似乎一个无辜的足够的气味。
I let my hair fall over my right shoulder, making a dark curtain between us, and tried to pay attention to the teacher.
我把我的头发从右边的肩膀上面放下来，在我们之间做成了一个深色的窗帘，想要引起老师的注意。
Unfortunately the lecture was on cellular anatomy, something I'd already studied.
不幸的是这门课是细胞解剖学，我已经学过了。