Entry 6: Sylvia Digs Me, Sylvia Digs Me Not

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Journal Entry 6: Sylvia Digs Me, Sylvia Digs Me Not

When I was a kid, I had always pictured flying to be the best sort of superpower one could have. The freedom to head anywhere without being limited by the buildings and the traffic, being able to sneak out from the window like Wendy did to get to Neverland. It had seemed like a cool superpower: fun, exhilarating and not to mention, really useful in case of a jam.

Yet, with age came wisdom, and with wisdom came the realization that perhaps flying wasn't that fantastic. After all, at an age whereby going out is a non-issue, the need for an ability to sneak out simply becomes redundant. Hovering above the ground also became far less appealing once I had learnt to drive.

Need a rush? Throttle the car engine and take it for a spin. The possible danger of crashing your car or getting caught by the police for reckless driving ought to be adrenaline pumping enough for anyone.

It was with that line of thought that I later decided it would be way cooler to be a telepath. Forget flying, being able to read minds meant that for one, I would never have another blonde moment in class; and two, I would actually know what people were thinking. Sure, there would have been a great intrusion of others' privacy and I guess I wouldn't be the best candidate to guard anyone's secrets, but hey! No one ever seemed to mind the pedophilic vampire Edward Cullen's mind reading capabilities, nor Professor X's uncanny skill in manipulating minds. In fact if anything, I would say that people love telepaths.

But of course, I digress.

At the end of the day, as awesome as I may be, I'm pretty much stuck with being a human. Telepathy and flying are both beyond me, and unless for some absurd reason, I get bitten by some radioactive vampires, I really doubt I'm going to be doing any of that superpower nonsense in this lifetime.

So why am I telling you all this? It's not pointless, trust me.

I guess you could say that I'm in a bit of a situation. One that could really do with some telepathic help.

Remember the date? The homework date I miraculously scored with Sylvia? Well, the thing is I have absolutely no clue how it went. While that may seem normal and all (like honestly, who really knows what was going on in their date's mind), that's really the bane of budding relationships. Because at the end of the day, a date means nothing if both parties walk away, thinking that the person they had met is a complete loser.

Now, I've never been the sort to doubt myself. To me, the date had gone splendid; we did a fair amount of homework surprisingly, and spent a good chunk of the time chatting. Sylvia seemed to like my jokes, and she definitely smiled a lot. But when you have a girl as incredible as her, sometimes how things went is rather hard to tell. You never know if she's smiling at you out of courtesy, or because she actually finds you cute. You never know if that laugh is due to your sheer goofiness or ability to strike the core. It kind of sucks in a way, because I really hate feeling uncertain and nervous. Confident, self-assured people like me don't really do the whole palms sweating, heart racing thing.
Plus girls like their guys with swag. I'm definitely all about that.

This is also where being a telepathic comes in.

Imagine, being able to read your crush's every thought about you. Sure, it may seem creepy and well... weird, but the lessons you can learn from! The tips you can pick up and use to score better with them! Rather than waiting around for that someone to finally speak what's on their mind, you'd be able to do something about it.

Heck, I'd be able to do something about it, instead of pondering over whether Sylvia digs me. Being left hanging seriously sucks.

Or maybe I should just ask Jenn if Sylvia mentioned the date. In a really subtle way. After all, what are cousins for right? I'm pretty sure she must have learnt something.

Yup. Desperate times call for desperate measures. It's time to enter the lion's den.

Author's Note: Pretty short chapter considering the wait between updates, but I hope that you still like it! The next update will hopefully come sooner:) Comments and votes are greatly appreciated once again (and encouraging), and thank you for reading!^-^

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