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my throat and settling in the pit of my stomach.
“Miss, is this yours?” The man’s words finally coming through. I had no response the music giving me adrenalin that I never felt before. I blinked, my eyelashes brushing the skin. I held out my hand with no answer. The man hand it over like it was something of value to him that he didn’t trust me with. He laid it gently in my hand. His fingers touched me as soft as light it’s self. My breath caught in my throat. His energy was sparkling, flowing everywhere around my body. He could tell I felt it and jerked his hand back, and I was dead again. I smiled, the linger of the feeling still with me. “Thanks. But you didn’t have to; I could have gotten it myself.” My words were soft and it never is. He shrugged and replied, “I heard your music and I wanted to know where you started to listen to it. This was a way to ask you. But I can leave and ask some other time.” He turned like I did so many times to a lot of people. And it hurt me like it did to the other people I did it to.
“Wait!” I called; he turned while I held up my finger. I yelled, “Stop staring you soul less people and leave me alone!!” they fled. “Sorry about that, they think I’m the spot light of the school.” He smiled as the bell rang to go to class. I walked toward him falling into pace with him. A different song was playing now and he glanced at it like it was something unusual. ”So…. Where did you hear those bands?” I smiled at the memory before saying, “I heard them when my father was home. He would play them over and over until my mother would yell at him to turn it off. The music was different you know? I loved them ever since. I feel closer to him if I was just listening to them over and over until I get sick of it, which doesn’t happen a lot.”
We reached the door when he looked at me like I was the interesting thing he ever seen. But that was ok because I returned the look. “You’re not from here, are you?” I asked. He shook his head and mumbled something that sounded like, “Nether are you.” I stopped but he kept walking and left me standing there.
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I walked into class ear buds in my ears again. I pulled them out as I walked to my seat. “Nice for you to join us Vain. Would you like to tell the class why you are late? I am –” Mr. Waters started but I cut him off. “Ok just shut up. Do you know how annoying your voice is? It drives me crazy and not in the good way.” Giggles broke out in the room. “Now as for where I was I was trying to skip your class because it is so boring that Tyler had to make someone’s food blow up after being in here. And you don’t even notice people sleeping in your class.” I said the last part loudly then slammed my hand on a sleeping person’s desk. He jumped and fell out off his seat yelling, “I’m up. I’m up.” More giggles. I finished, “Wow. And you forgot to introduce the new student.” I motioned toward the front seat where the kid I talked to just few minutes ago was sitting. “Well,” He started, “if you know everything so much then you come up here and intro duce this new kid.” He smirked like he knew that I would get it wrong. I shrugged. I’m leaving any way.
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Ok before I continue lets go to yesterday when I was at school. When I walked into the school with my buds blaring people looked me up and down with a disapproving looks. Instead of walking into the school I walked around it towards the track. I placed the MP3 in my pocket, positioned myself, and ran the track till I thought my lungs and body were going to collapse.
I jogged to the bench and laid down feeling the cold rock on my back, the sweat pouring off of me was leaving me drenched while trying to keep it out of my eyes. The music blaring in my ears making it impossible to hear anything. Once I cooled down I watched the clouds. After a while I saw a black dot in the sky circling downwards like the twirling of a ribbon on a stick. I watched it get closer towards me…Aiming strait at me. It got so close to make me drop to the ground and under the bench.
People passed by staring at me like I was crazy. I peaked at the sky from under the bench, the bird was gone, but there were funny looking clouds in the sky. I moved out of my spot to see what it was. They were three words that said:
Help.
Save.
Learn.
I looked back down towards the trees. One tree stood out more that the others. It was like my eyes zoomed in on the tree’s trunk and just as I looked I saw a dark shadow move behind the tree. I was being watched, and the person didn’t want to be known.
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As I walked towards the front of the class, my throat tightening as those words rang through my head and I was pretty sure that the new kid was him. I opened my mouth but it went dry as soon as I did. Close your eyes and take a deep breath. Wait those thoughts aren’t mine. Where did they come from? I glanced at the new kid. He was giving no emotion just staring at me with glassy eyes. Just do it or you’ll put us both in jeopardy, do it. I smiled, close my eyes and took a deep breath.
The words came rushing out, “This is Cameron Timeheart, he lives in Avon in a town near the Indian Ocean; and he has a brother who has just recently died; he has a girl friend whose name I will not say; his father was and still is missing in after effects from World War 2; his mother abandoned him and his brother when they were old enough to get jobs and pay for things that they need like, coming to this school from a long way. He came here to start a new life and meet new people. He is also looking for his father in the after effects that when his father old enough to face and he is still young. Is that all you wanted me to say or shall I continue?” When only gapped at me as did the others, also Cameron who seemed a shocked as I am. I turned towards the door and walked out of the room.
Chapter 5
I walked down the hall towards the girls’ bathroom when I had the sense that I was being fallowed. I turned to the right and opened the door to the girls’ bathroom and entered closing it behind me.
When I heard the footsteps turning my way I jerked the door open, pulling the person in. Just as I thought Cameron was fallowing me. “Why are you fallowing me? First at the track, then this? Then you were telling me what to say by planting thoughts in my head?” I barked the words but when I saw his face I hushed. He looked over his shoulder, shrugging my arm off and locking the door. “You said you heard voices and being fallowed right? Well that wasn’t me that was somebody else.” He took a deep breath, his eyes darting over my face. “I will tell you more when we get to her. She will explain. Maybe more than I can.”
As if at his command the walls began to shake the dry wall peeling. The wall its self was dissolving, getting black and splotchy bubbling until it dissolved all the walls and we were left in a forest.
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“I thought that I was the only one who knew of this place.” I said, turning in circles marveling at the trees that breathe in and out. Listening to the leaves tell the story of the life the trees had brought them into, and of the story of their friends’ story. They whispered over and over in a song that you could never get over. The birds’ sung a lullaby that almost made me fall asleep from the tune. I felt the heat of the sun and seeing it peek around the leaves casting shadows that would move slightly, like little people of the woods. The fallen branches cracking under my weight, the leaves crunching from the life that was once was. Flower petals falling from the tree tops by the gentle fingers that pluck them.
“I’ve been dreaming of this place. The thing is I have a feeling I’ve here before.” I glanced at him holding each other’s gazes. He broke contact first at the sound of crunching of leaves. I woman appeared before me. She had long black hair that pulled back and out of her face only the bangs showing framing her face; Her eyes changing colors in the light just like her hair; she was a little taller than me by an
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