and I attended the same high school.”
If they actually did, then why did she get my email from my personal teacher when she could have gotten my phone number from Stacey? I read her mind to find the answer: it was because they weren’t on talking terms.
“Why have you girls stopped chatting?”
Her eyes widened. How did he know? Maybe Stacey told him , she thought looking confused.
“She fell for the only guy I liked, and he chose her over me. Since then, we haven’t spoken.”
How could a guy refuse a caramel beauty like her? Although, her adversary, Stacey was a tough match. If I was in the guy's shoes, it would have been a very difficult decision to make. I'd have probably chosen the girl with a better personality, because their beauties were evenly matched.
“I’m so sorry,” I said.
“It’s been a long time. I don’t hold any grudge against her.”
“That's nice to hear.” I glanced at my wristwatch. “So, what were we told to do today?”
“We were told to do a pulley experiment,” she said as she showed me the equipment in front of her. I actually knew the lab work, but I was looking for an excuse to hear her melodic voice.
“I see thanks. Let’s get to work then.”
She smiled and went on with her work. There was something strange about Sharon; although I could read her mind, it seemed like she didn’t have much to think about. She was mostly quiet and just focusing on the task in front of her. Even though I’d been called a whiz kid at my former school, I never loved studying that much.
I glanced at Lisa as she worked alone on her project. The news had definitely spread out that she was a freak. Her facial expression didn't reveal much, but she seemed cool; most girls would have been perturbed.
Julie, on the other hand, had her eyes and mind fixed on me. Her eyes looked so lovely; the black spots were insignificant, allowing the blue and white colors to radiate. Only a guy with incredible self-control could withstand such looks.
The practical session was finally over and I saw the relief on everyone’s face – except Sharon, who loved working close to me, or maybe just working.
I walked over to Lisa’s seat to take her for lunch, hoping she'd give me a good response. Arriving at her table, I met a somber face instead of a frown. Thank goodness she isn’t angry, I thought as I approached her.
“What do you want from me?” she asked. “Since I met you, my life has been a mess.”
“Please, give me a chance to explain,” I said.
I saw the fury building up in her body as her eyes turned red, I reached for her hand and touched her. The feeling was like no other; her skin was so soft and hot. I felt sudden warmth spread through my body for the first time in my life. It was like a neutralization reaction; she was the acid and I was the base.
“All right, you can explain – but it won’t make any difference. I’m already cursed,” she said as she calmed down.
“Trust me. It will,” I assured.
Ironically, I viewed my powers as a blessing while Lisa viewed hers as a curse. I could recall the day Lisa and I telepathically chattered: she had sounded happy about her special abilities, but now everything's changed. Maybe it was because she’d lost the guy that meant the world to her, while I'd lost nothing. I wished I had the power to turn back the hands of time and make Lisa happy by not touching her. But then she'd still be in a relationship, which I didn't want.
“I don’t know how we got these powers,” I said. She grimaced, expecting to hear something better. “The first thing we need to do is accept it as a gift and learn to deal with it.”
“We?” she asked. “I’m not accepting anything. I would have checked with the doctor but my parents forbid me to do such.”
“Can’t you see we have much in common? I’m not allowed to visit the doctors as well and once again all we need to do is to learn how to control them.”
“You keep saying we . There
If they actually did, then why did she get my email from my personal teacher when she could have gotten my phone number from Stacey? I read her mind to find the answer: it was because they weren’t on talking terms.
“Why have you girls stopped chatting?”
Her eyes widened. How did he know? Maybe Stacey told him , she thought looking confused.
“She fell for the only guy I liked, and he chose her over me. Since then, we haven’t spoken.”
How could a guy refuse a caramel beauty like her? Although, her adversary, Stacey was a tough match. If I was in the guy's shoes, it would have been a very difficult decision to make. I'd have probably chosen the girl with a better personality, because their beauties were evenly matched.
“I’m so sorry,” I said.
“It’s been a long time. I don’t hold any grudge against her.”
“That's nice to hear.” I glanced at my wristwatch. “So, what were we told to do today?”
“We were told to do a pulley experiment,” she said as she showed me the equipment in front of her. I actually knew the lab work, but I was looking for an excuse to hear her melodic voice.
“I see thanks. Let’s get to work then.”
She smiled and went on with her work. There was something strange about Sharon; although I could read her mind, it seemed like she didn’t have much to think about. She was mostly quiet and just focusing on the task in front of her. Even though I’d been called a whiz kid at my former school, I never loved studying that much.
I glanced at Lisa as she worked alone on her project. The news had definitely spread out that she was a freak. Her facial expression didn't reveal much, but she seemed cool; most girls would have been perturbed.
Julie, on the other hand, had her eyes and mind fixed on me. Her eyes looked so lovely; the black spots were insignificant, allowing the blue and white colors to radiate. Only a guy with incredible self-control could withstand such looks.
The practical session was finally over and I saw the relief on everyone’s face – except Sharon, who loved working close to me, or maybe just working.
I walked over to Lisa’s seat to take her for lunch, hoping she'd give me a good response. Arriving at her table, I met a somber face instead of a frown. Thank goodness she isn’t angry, I thought as I approached her.
“What do you want from me?” she asked. “Since I met you, my life has been a mess.”
“Please, give me a chance to explain,” I said.
I saw the fury building up in her body as her eyes turned red, I reached for her hand and touched her. The feeling was like no other; her skin was so soft and hot. I felt sudden warmth spread through my body for the first time in my life. It was like a neutralization reaction; she was the acid and I was the base.
“All right, you can explain – but it won’t make any difference. I’m already cursed,” she said as she calmed down.
“Trust me. It will,” I assured.
Ironically, I viewed my powers as a blessing while Lisa viewed hers as a curse. I could recall the day Lisa and I telepathically chattered: she had sounded happy about her special abilities, but now everything's changed. Maybe it was because she’d lost the guy that meant the world to her, while I'd lost nothing. I wished I had the power to turn back the hands of time and make Lisa happy by not touching her. But then she'd still be in a relationship, which I didn't want.
“I don’t know how we got these powers,” I said. She grimaced, expecting to hear something better. “The first thing we need to do is accept it as a gift and learn to deal with it.”
“We?” she asked. “I’m not accepting anything. I would have checked with the doctor but my parents forbid me to do such.”
“Can’t you see we have much in common? I’m not allowed to visit the doctors as well and once again all we need to do is to learn how to control them.”
“You keep saying we . There
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