Words Unsaid

One

Sara sighed dreamily. It was Wednesday, which meant she had class at Westbury College, which meant she got to see the handsome Caleb Griffin again. She sighed again as she packed her school supplies.

                “You’ve been sighing a lot this morning.” Her mom, Jennifer, commented. “Is everything alright?”

Sara looked at her mom, walked over to where she was standing and bent down slightly to give her a hug.

                “Yes, Mom, everything is alright. I’m just a bit impatient to get to class today I guess.”

Jennifer shook her black and silver-flecked hair as she squinted through her glasses to her three inches taller daughter with a knowing smile on her face.

                “Is this about a guy that is in your coding class? A certain Caleb if I remember correctly.” Her mom asked with that smile still on her face.

Sara took a half step back in surprise. She was sure that she had never really talked about Caleb maybe mentioned him once at the beginning of the semester but that was five weeks ago and she had made sure to not put any different intonation in her voice than she had for any of her other classmates. Sara bit her lip and blushed slightly as she queried.

                “How did you know?”

Her mother just smiled a warm motherly smile.

                “Sara, you have been walking on a cloud these past five weeks, all smiles and chuckles.” Jennifer gave a contented sigh and continued. “I haven’t seen you so happy like this since. . . .”

Sara’s mother stopped and shared a pained look with her twenty-year-old daughter, and gave her another hug that was quite strong even for her 54 years. She looked into her daughter’s warm brown eyes that were so much like her father’s and so unlike her steel-grey eyes. Sara looked down at her mother and smiled an encouraging smile as she stepped out of the embrace and looked around their small living room/dining room. They had come here for Sara’s schooling after the accident in which had taken Sara’s father’s life and hadn’t brought a lot of things with them due to the cost to travel and Sara’s college expenses, but this small house was home and was all they could afford and since Jennifer could not work, anything larger would put too much of a strain on Sara. Sara sighed and picked up her small backpack that held her notebook and her work uniform.

                “I should go now, don’t want to be late class.” She said as she squeezed her mom’s hand.

Jennifer squeezed back as she says with an energetic twinkle in her eye. “I would love to someday meet this Caleb.” The twinkle disappeared as she finished. “As long as he isn’t a mind reader, he is always welcome.”

And with that Sara left the house bouncing with every step she took.

 Well I know he isn’t a mind reader or else he would have something. I mean I have thought some pretty embarrassing things about him. Sara blushed as she remembered the daydreams she sometimes had after she had finished the classwork and was waiting for everyone else to catch up.

  And besides, all mind readers are marked and kept away from people. Sara shivered as she thought of the stories she had heard about mind readers making people go crazy and bringing out their greatest fears and weaknesses just to toy with them. The Law Enforcement, or LE for short, had said that it was a mind reader that was responsible for her own father’s death. Caleb just can’t be a mind reader; there is no way he could be. Sara quickened her pace as she looked around at the flora. Sara loved the outdoors and was outside as much as possible, it was because of her love of the outdoors and taking care of plants and animals that she landed her full-time job at a garden centre/petting zoo. When she had been younger, she had begged her parents for outdoor equipment such as hiking backpacks, boots, knives and an archery set. They did get her a good quality backpack for hiking one year for her birthday. Another time for her nineteenth birthday, she got a pair of hiking boots but no matter how much she begged, her parents would never give her a weapon and since the accident, she didn’t have the heart to ask her mom for any. Sara glanced at her digital watch as she came into view of Westbury College; it was only 0900 so she had thirty minutes to get to class. She slowed her pace and calmly walked to class even though her heart was racing at the thought of seeing Caleb again. She sat down in her regular seat where she could see all of classmates and the teacher, and of course, the perfect view to see her 6-foot crush: Caleb Griffin.  Even as Sara was thinking about him, he came into the room, and like always seeing him took her breath away. She stared at him marvelling about how his sapphire t-shirt brought out his blueberry eyes that kept on getting covered by his shaggy black hair that fell across his forehead constantly. And even though seeing Caleb always took Sara’s breath away, today there seemed to be an extra something about him that made it even harder to breathe what it was, Sara didn’t know but he did really look good with that black leather jacket and his blue jeans. Why is Caleb so good looking? It just isn’t fair for someone to be that good looking.