Chapter 2: Homecoming and a Janitor's Closet

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    The rest of the morning I kept looking for Adam in-between classes, and when I caught glances of him I could feel the air flowing around through the hallways. I got the sneaky suspicion that he was looking for me also, because the gusts of wind were ever-persistent through the passing periods, and he seemed to be everywhere I looked, smiling whenever he happened to catch my glance. I studied the people that were around me when it happened, and yet no one seemed to have noticed anything was different. Once in a while, I also began to experience a new sensation as I trekked through the hallways. Unlike Adam's wind, this was less of a feeling, and more of a scent. The first time I smelt it it was so strong that I almost doubled over from the power of it. It brought only one thought to my mind; Earth. It was dirt, and grass in the summer, flowers in the spring, and leaves in the fall. Similar to Adam's mysterious wind, I appeared to be the only one who noticed it. However, while it was obvious that somehow Adam was the source of the wind, I could not pinpoint where this one came from. I was deeply curious, fairly confused, and very frightened. I had never heard of anything like this happening before, and I was afraid to tell anyone. Who would believe me? I would end up spending the rest of my days locked up in a rubber room. I decided to put the matter aside until I could figure out more about it.

I was on my way to fifth period Advanced English when Rob came running up to me.

    "Danny, Danny! Guess what? I asked Gwen to go to the dance with me and she said yes!" He smiled so wide that I thought his jaw would break. I was happy for him, although I knew that no good could come of this. Gwen was the sort of girl that normally went out with athletes, class officers, and the occasional bad boy or two. Needless to say, Rob is neither one of those things. And no matter what kind of guy it was, Gwen's flings generally never lasted for a few weeks at most. Still, I knew that Rob liked her for some odd reason, and as a rule it was up to me to support him. I just hoped he knew what he was getting into.

    "Good for you, Rob! Congrats!" I gave him a quick hug.

"Well, I got to get to class, kay? See ya!" I said as I turned into the room. I let out a small gasp as I looked toward my seat. Right next to it, was my super hot and friendly stalker. I could feel that strange but familiar wind-like rush flowing around him. I came over and took my seat next to him. I desperately thought for something to say, but luckily I didn't have to. He spoke first.

    "So we meet again, Danny Cadigan."

    "It appears that way, doesn't it, Adam Regio?"

He smiled, making my heart flutter, and sending a current of wind through me. I looked around the room. Still no reaction from any of my peers. It seemed that I was the only one affected by this gust of air that obviously belonged to this mysterious Adam.

    "I was beginning to loose hope that we'd have a class together." , he said, taking out a pencil and binder from his backpack. "But finally, here we are."

    Just then, our English teacher Mr. Carter walked to the front of the room and began class. While we wrote and worked, Adam and I had a great time chatting, all the while this mysterious wind blowing all around him. In that one hour period, I'd learned that Adam had one younger sister and that they moved here to live with their uncle after their parents had recently passed away in a car wreck.  I also learned that he enjoyed reading, skydiving, windsurfing, archery, and a bit of fencing. He also wanted to learn everything about me, although I didn't think I was really that interesting. I told him about how I lived with my older brother Jason, and how I played the clarinet in symphonic band and also inthe pep band during football and basketball seasons. Every day since then, I found myself looking forward to English and being able to talk to Adam and his 'wind'. My family had also noticed I had begun acting much more joyous around home, too.

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