screen in your room.”
“I’d fall asleep if I’m on my bed.” She turned to look at me. “Do you want me to leave the living room?”
“No, I was just curious,” I said. “Oh yeah that reminds me, I can hear from a very far distance as well.”
“That was a bit random, but you’re kidding, right?”
“Nah, it's true.”
Stacey gave a stiff nod.
“Well, what can I say? I'm speechless,” she said, turning back to watch her movie.
I smiled.
“I'll take that as a compliment.”
She didn't respond.
It was already too late, and she ended up sleeping on the couch without completing the movie. I guess no one can cheat Mother Nature but as to all laws; there's always an exception, which in this case was Lisa and I. I effortlessly carried her and tucked her in bed. It was then time for me to go to bed. I lay on my bed waiting for sleep to wrap around me – but it didn’t.
***
Like the previous night, my eyes were completely closed but my brain was still active. I couldn’t sleep and unlike a nocturnal animal, I’d been active all day. I spent the night reading books that would help me with my assignment due on Tuesday and was hoping I'd get bored and fall asleep, but my brilliant plan turned out to be an obtuse one.
The following day, Stacey and I had lots of fun together at home. We played cards, watched TV, prattled again about the dinner I had with Julie and about the powers I'd received. I did a few tricks for her – what she called my abilities . The day went by so fast; it is obvious time flies when one’s having fun.
Throughout that day, I kept thinking of Lisa – the freak. I wished I’d been close to her when her boyfriend humiliated her. She didn’t deserve it. No girl does. I absolutely knew how she felt; no one could understand her, and the way she felt about the powers she’d received from shaking a guy’s hand.
***
I lay on my bed staring at the ceiling; strangely, it had a different look every time I blinked my eyes. I endlessly waited for sleep to knock at my door – but instead it was my cousin who came knocking. I didn’t answer, so she kept knocking and out of fright she opened the door and saw me sitting on the bed.
“Why didn’t you answer me when I was at the door?” she asked.
“CY, I can’t sleep.”
She came and sat beside me, running her perfect, soft caramel hands through my hair.
“Don't worry, dear,” she said. “I believe there's a solid reason behind all these. Have you spoken to your parents about it?”
“No. I haven't. I’ll do that later.”
“Okay. Please do.”
Although I adored my parents more than anything or other person in the world, I wasn’t so intimate with them. I told them what I felt they wanted to know and not what they needed to know. I only talked about my studies, my acclimatization and how Susan, Stacey’s mother, was being so nice to me.
Shortly, Stacey left the room to get ready for her lectures. I went into the bathroom to take a quick bath, and met her downstairs, wearing nice penciled jeans and a black top. Her hair was pulled back into a ponytail. We drove to college in silence, but technically she was the only one who observed the silence. I kept hearing the voices of people around me. I guess reading people's mind was useful only when I knew the person.
I parked the car at my usual spot that day. It was beside a shiny red convertible Mercedes, which I assumed was Lisa’s. The thought of seeing her again made my heart skip multiple beats.
I arrived on time for Mechanics106, hoping to sit beside her. I spied Lisa at the back of the class for the second time. What an opportunity she bestowed on me! As I ambled to the back of the class, a familiar voice with a thundering British accent called my name; it was Julie.
“Hey, there’s a seat over here,” she said.
Not only was her timing wrong, I didn’t like where she was seated in class – near the window.
We both studied Physics; why did it have to be the
“I’d fall asleep if I’m on my bed.” She turned to look at me. “Do you want me to leave the living room?”
“No, I was just curious,” I said. “Oh yeah that reminds me, I can hear from a very far distance as well.”
“That was a bit random, but you’re kidding, right?”
“Nah, it's true.”
Stacey gave a stiff nod.
“Well, what can I say? I'm speechless,” she said, turning back to watch her movie.
I smiled.
“I'll take that as a compliment.”
She didn't respond.
It was already too late, and she ended up sleeping on the couch without completing the movie. I guess no one can cheat Mother Nature but as to all laws; there's always an exception, which in this case was Lisa and I. I effortlessly carried her and tucked her in bed. It was then time for me to go to bed. I lay on my bed waiting for sleep to wrap around me – but it didn’t.
***
Like the previous night, my eyes were completely closed but my brain was still active. I couldn’t sleep and unlike a nocturnal animal, I’d been active all day. I spent the night reading books that would help me with my assignment due on Tuesday and was hoping I'd get bored and fall asleep, but my brilliant plan turned out to be an obtuse one.
The following day, Stacey and I had lots of fun together at home. We played cards, watched TV, prattled again about the dinner I had with Julie and about the powers I'd received. I did a few tricks for her – what she called my abilities . The day went by so fast; it is obvious time flies when one’s having fun.
Throughout that day, I kept thinking of Lisa – the freak. I wished I’d been close to her when her boyfriend humiliated her. She didn’t deserve it. No girl does. I absolutely knew how she felt; no one could understand her, and the way she felt about the powers she’d received from shaking a guy’s hand.
***
I lay on my bed staring at the ceiling; strangely, it had a different look every time I blinked my eyes. I endlessly waited for sleep to knock at my door – but instead it was my cousin who came knocking. I didn’t answer, so she kept knocking and out of fright she opened the door and saw me sitting on the bed.
“Why didn’t you answer me when I was at the door?” she asked.
“CY, I can’t sleep.”
She came and sat beside me, running her perfect, soft caramel hands through my hair.
“Don't worry, dear,” she said. “I believe there's a solid reason behind all these. Have you spoken to your parents about it?”
“No. I haven't. I’ll do that later.”
“Okay. Please do.”
Although I adored my parents more than anything or other person in the world, I wasn’t so intimate with them. I told them what I felt they wanted to know and not what they needed to know. I only talked about my studies, my acclimatization and how Susan, Stacey’s mother, was being so nice to me.
Shortly, Stacey left the room to get ready for her lectures. I went into the bathroom to take a quick bath, and met her downstairs, wearing nice penciled jeans and a black top. Her hair was pulled back into a ponytail. We drove to college in silence, but technically she was the only one who observed the silence. I kept hearing the voices of people around me. I guess reading people's mind was useful only when I knew the person.
I parked the car at my usual spot that day. It was beside a shiny red convertible Mercedes, which I assumed was Lisa’s. The thought of seeing her again made my heart skip multiple beats.
I arrived on time for Mechanics106, hoping to sit beside her. I spied Lisa at the back of the class for the second time. What an opportunity she bestowed on me! As I ambled to the back of the class, a familiar voice with a thundering British accent called my name; it was Julie.
“Hey, there’s a seat over here,” she said.
Not only was her timing wrong, I didn’t like where she was seated in class – near the window.
We both studied Physics; why did it have to be the
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