Tick, tock. Tick, tock.
The clock moved slowly, but loudly, drumming my ears with its irritating pleads for noon. A girl next to me was thinking of the boy in front of her, who, coincidentally, was pondering whether or not to ask for her number. The teacher continuously wondered why she became a teacher. I knew this, not that I knew why, but I knew this. Their thoughts, possessing and caressing my already exhausted mind, showed me how miserable some were. There seemed to be very little hope for the future.
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She looked so lonely in her sadness. It wasn’t the type of sadness that others had, revealing their harsh lives, but the type of sadness in which she knew something others didn’t. This was the first thing I saw on my first day at the school. I wanted to go to her and hold her, just to tell her to hope. To hope. For god knows what. She was mysterious in that way. I watched her join a small group of girls, but still, she looked lonely in her sadness. I found myself approaching her, walking in some sort of trance…







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I saw him approaching me. His eyes were glazed, as if he didn’t know what he was doing. He was new, I could see this easily. He was beautiful in a way, his glazed eyes hiding a good natured smile. I took all this in within the course of three seconds, before I realized I couldn’t hear a single thing from him. Nothing. He stopped in front of me, looking confused and hopeful only at me.

“I-I, uh, need to, uh, use the restroom. Can you show me?” The boy’s restroom was right next to us, within touching distance. I narrowed my eyes in suspicion. Did he know something? Was that why he was trying to talk to me? “Two steps to the left,” I answered reproachfully. It’s not like there something to know, for I myself did not understand this strange ability. However, I had a big feeling the world would not react kindly to a girl claiming she could read people’s thoughts. “Oh, uh, thanks. I’m Kevin, by the way. I’m new here,” he stammered.

“Well, Kevin, the restroom is that way. Remember?” My friend was speaking to him now. I wanted to talk to him alone, but I simply looked at him as the girls next to me went into a fit of giggles. He went crimson red and stumbled to the restroom. My supposed friends walked away, but I stayed and waited for him.






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When I finally recovered from the embarrassment of the situation, I walked out of the bathroom only to find her waiting there. For me. ME? She inspected me and lingered on my eyes. They were dark green and it usually got me attention, but the way she looked into them, it was as if I was a new species. “Kevin, right? Come on. I want to show you something.” She looked deep into my eyes, her brown eyes pouring into mine and took my hand. We walked away, hands still clasped together, entering a beautiful, but difficult future.

To be continued..