Eye-Lock and the Mystery of the Stars

Chapter 23

"What are you reading." I asked Fred, as he was laying down on the floor of our bedroom. Though, as I was trying to get along with him, my mind rampaged with great sound, just because of the weird Professor.
"Is none of your business." He replied.
"What are you reading?" I asked again. If he doesn't answer I'm going to stalk him.
"I said, none of your business." He replied again but madly.
"What are you reading?" I asked once again.
"Are you going to stop stalking me?" He said putting his book down.
"Not until I receive an answer, and if you don't answer, I will keep asking." I objected.
"I'm reading a book called "The perks of being a wallflower." He answered madly.
"Is it good?" I asked.
"It's amazing!" He said with better mood. Then why the heck you said in class that you don't like reading.
"If you like to read so much, as I've been seeing. Then why did you said that you didn't read in class?" I asked curiously.
"That's other thing that you wouldn't understand." He said looking at the book again.
"You're afraid to let everyone know the real you." I said soothingly, I didn't wanted to be so ruthless on him.
"Stay out of my life mother!" He said loudly. Sarcasm 101 was applied in here.
"Ok, I'll stop once and for all." I said.
"Thank Goodness." He said. I looked at him with a sneering smile because he was just a drama queen. Though, I had to ask him something I am very concerned of. Professor Barnett.
"Fred, do you know our history teacher?" I asked.
"Of course I saw him in like four hours ago." He replied sarcastically. I fell into that trap. My question wasn't very well expressed. Oh give me a break!
"That's not what I meant dude! I mean if you know what he said today?" I asked, though I left the part of Eye-Lock, just to see if he remembers.
"Antagonism, blah, blah, blah, Idaho. That's all I hear from that big mouth." He said, throwing the book away into the bookshelf.
"Did you heard that he said "Eye-Lock"?" I asked. This guy doesn't get an implicit message.
"Oooh that thing. He says it once in awhile, but this time with Idaho." He said turning off the lamp light.
"What do you mean with "this time"?" I asked.
"He sometimes says it but with the word "lockers" like "Be careful what you put in those eyelockers." He said, imitating Joe's voice. This is way beyond measure, now he knows how are we called as citizens.
"Have you ever wondered what does that mean?" I asked, wondering if this dumb teen would investigate something that cause more that curiosity, but something intriguingly weird.
"Absolutely not! He's on a trip of who the heck knows." He sneered. This is just wrong, nobody is curious about this thing. Well, who am I kidding, I'm the only one that truly knows what Eye-Lock is, but it doesn't matter, this is really dangerous for humanity. What if what happened 20 years ago, happens again? What if something bad occurs with the Joe? Why am I worried about this? This doesn't make any sense.
"Can you snap out of it?" Fred said looking at me directly in the eye, with a strange look. I believe that I had this absentmindedly lost face, that expressed that my mind wasn't available at the moment.
"Sorry about that. I was just thinking." I said.
"I wonder what were you thinking..." Fred muttered. But as long as I thought, all my mind was full of those things that disturbed me. What do I have to do to survive on this earth?

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In the middle of the night, maybe morning now, I wasn't able to sleep, it's just way to much disconcerting that even my dreams seems affected by this new information that my mind refuses to process. I saw Fred sleeping with his mouth open, drooling himself again. Don't have a camera for this! My mind has been always this stubborn, never stopping, it just follows what it desires and gets stuck with it until it's resolved completely. I put my hands in my hair, caressing it softly so my dreams could come easier, but that didn't even helped me. I had to think of something, something that could guarantee me that I could come safe out of it. I was send here to earth, but I wasn't accepting that I had to stay here forever until my so far death. I refuse to believe that unrighteousness. I wanted to find a way so redemption could come easily. What if I can find help from somebody? What if Fred could help me? That's it! I can show him everything by flying with my belt that I received up there. That's it. If he believes me or not, I need to try this, 'cause I'm desperate for someone who could understand me. I'm decided now, and nothing is going to stop me. Someone that could help me in my agony and pain that my soul claims. I need to go back...

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