Beautiful Differences

Chapter 3 (The investigation)

I am back in my room. I share a house with Ryan, Alex and Jake. They all complained when I got home at 10:30pm because we barely had time to play any among us. We played two rounds and then I told them I had to get ready for bed. I have an early morning tomorrow. My first class starts at 8am. I lay in bed as I am trying to sleep. However, I can't get the feeling of emptiness out of my system. I start to think back to the guy I met at the library that day. The one who told me to call him Corpse. I can't help but feel a wave of curiosity when I think about him. I want to know more about him. I think back to the library and the expression he had on his face. His vibe made him so attractive and when I saw the look on his eyes I just wanted to comfort him for some reason. I think back to everything I could remember about him when I think about the note. Agoraphobic... I quickly go on my phone and google: Agoraphobia (ag-uh-ruh-FOE-be-uh) is a type of anxiety disorder in which you fear and avoid places or situations that might cause you to panic and make you feel trapped, helpless or embarrassed.

Now it all makes sense. I can't help but feel guilt when I think back to the way I pressured him into staying there and talking. I think back to when I asked for his name. Was that just a sign that he didn't want me to know his name? Or does everyone really call him Corpse? I remember the graspiness in his voice and I can't help but shiver. I don't think I have ever wanted to know about a person as much as I want to learn about this boy, and the worst part is that I don't even know why. He seems to have a pull towards me. A pull that makes it impossible to forget the emotions I felt when I met him. He is like a puzzle. A puzzle I want to solve... I slowly close my eyes as I feel the tiredness get the best of me, and soon enough, I have fallen deep into my dreams.

The song "What you want" from Legally Blond The Musical, starts bursting through my ears. It's my alarm clock. A fun fact about me is that I love musicals. I really enjoy the soundtracks most of the time because of the joyful feeling they have to them. Of course, I also enjoy sadder musicals, like Les Mis. But let's just say I normally enjoy lighthearted positive musicals. I get up and head to have breakfast. Everyone in the house is asleep since I have an early morning and I don't have to worry about feeling uncomfortable.

For some reason it makes me nervous when people watch me have breakfast. I don't really know why. But I have always been like that.

I go downstairs and grab some milk and cereal. I choose to have Cinnamon Toast Crunch. I love those cereals. After I have calmly finished my breakfast, I head back upstairs. I brush my teeth, take a shower and get dressed. I pick a black long sleeved dress that has a pattern of flowers and leaves that are orange, red and yellow, which gives it a fally vibe. I put on some black tights, since the dress is short, and finish the outfit with a bright yellow jacket to end with a more energetic mood. I exhale and take a few deep breaths. Time to start another awesome day!

The classes go by quickly since in most of them we get time to study for the midterm or work on projects that are due soon. I am glad I got this time since this means that tonight I won't have to study as long in the library. Thinking about it makes me smile. However, I also feel a quick pinch in my stomach. For some reason, I kind of want to have an excuse to spend a long time in the library, and I suspect it has something to do with the mysterious guy that I met yesterday. I want to get to know him. But I don't know how. He seems so distant and if what I read was right. He probably has anxiety seeing other people. I don't want to pressure him into any uncomfortable situation.

I look at the time. It's 4:30pm. It's almost time for me to go to the library. I feel nerves coming to my gut but smile at the same time. I never thought I'd be this excited about having to study. I look at the bus app and see that it arrives in five minutes. Walking fast I head to the station and wait there until I get on the bus. Ten minutes later, I enter the library.