A Stranger to You

Serenity II

Am I even on my right mind right now? No, I'm not. I should just back out. Why am I  even doing this in the first place? I bit my lip and stared at the door knob, still battling whether I should go inside or just forget it. I'm so stupid to think he would keep his promise. I should know that it's impossible. 

"You guys are really lucky to have a dashing friend like me." I turned my head to see Dannon and his friends coming this way. My knees instantly started shaking again. What should I do? 

I looked at Dannon who's enjoying all the eyes that are focused on him. He looks so different. I turned away before he'd notice me gazing at him and come up with wrong ideas. My eyes explored around to see if anyone was looking at me and fortunately everyone's busy admiring the three. I tapped my fingers on the side of my thighs. I should really come to a decision. I  tightly pressed my lips together. 

Okay. I sighed again. There's nothing wrong with hoping right? I clenched my hands into a fist making my nails dig into my palms but that did not stop my hands from shaking. I took a deep breath before finally deciding to open the door. Everyone eyed me with questions and some were even whispering...or maybe they're talking about something else. 

I swallowed the lump on my throat and stepped forward. Why am I not used to this even now? I sighed and continued walking forward. I can't turn back now. Good thing Dannon's seat isn't surrounded with any of his classmates. I should be okay here. 

"Excuse me?" A black haired girl approached me with her arms crossed over her chest making it even bigger than it normally is...or maybe that is her normal breast size. Ew, why am I looking at it. "Are you lost?" She slightly tilted her head and eyed me from head to toe. I tightened my grip on the strap of my backpack. It's the only thing I can hang on to right now. She laughed and caught everybody else's attention. I knew it was a bad idea coming here. "Can't you talk?" I bit the inside of my cheek and swallowed a lump of anxiousness on my throat. 

"Uhmm...I'm not lost."

"Oh. So you're new?" She raised her left brow up. She doesn't even look that pretty to be acting like she's the queen bee but who am I to judge? She may not be pretty but she looks better than a long-haired skinny girl like me who just sits quietly in the corner and nobody cares to approach and make acquaintances with. At least this girl has friends...real ones. Physically.

I tried my best to look at her straight in the eye without shivering but I don't know if that's possible. Instead, I looked at her brows. That's the closest thing to the eyes that I can look at. "Yeah."

She smirked and went back to her seat. I sighed and sat on Dannon's chair. 

"Why is she sitting on Kai's chair?" A girl asked the black haired.

Kai. I wonder if Dannon knows that girl. He doesn't allow anyone to call him Kai except his family, Daniel and Nathan. He said his name is too precious to come out from a strangers mouth and knowing him, he considers everyone a stranger...even me. 

I froze in my seat when I saw Dannon enter the room. I couldn't take my eyes off of the door. Where else can I look? I tried to look normal as possible despite knowing that that word never really suited me. I figured that out when I was six and learned that I have a peculiar ability of seeing and manipulating someone's dreams. I can even live in their dreams. That is if there's a person who can sleep forever. 

I pinch the tips of my pinky finger until a curve is carved on it. I know it's stupid for even hoping that he'll remember me when I know that he wouldn't. Then again, there are dreams that are remembered after waking up. Holding on to the fact that not all dreams are masked away by our brains. Then, maybe...He remembers me.

"Ehem." I can feel his presence a foot away from me. What does that fake cough mean? Does he...does he remember me? 

"Excuse me, I've been standing here for minutes now." I bit my lip and tried not to show any disappointment. Who am I kidding? of course he doesn't remember me. Why did I even get my hopes up? 

I sighed and looked at him directly in the eyes. I tried to not show any emotions. He doesn't deserve to see any. "Then, sit down." I held on to my backpack's strap and rose up. I shouldn't have come here. I'm so stupid.

With my head down I kept walking, letting my feet take me to wherever it wanted to take me. Why am I born different from everybody else? My father always said that my ability is a gift but for me it's not. I sometimes think I'm crazy and I need medical attention.

I never really had friends and I don't know why. Having this kind ability is not as easy as sleeping. Sleeping itself is even a challenge for me because sometimes I think I already am. I had trouble discerning dreams from reality. It made the other kids think I'm crazy. It made me think that I'm not supposed to live in reality. As I grew up, I learned the difference between dreams and reality. I wasn't that crazy girl before who will ask you if you enjoyed flying to the moon last night. I now know when I'm dreaming and when I'm not but who cares. I live in their dreams anyway. I never existed in people's reality and what happened earlier was just a proof of that.