Cameron, the gorgeous and sweet boy I had only met days ago... was kissing me. And as embarrassing as it was, i couldn't say that i hated it. He was a pretty good kisser, but not even that could distract from the fact that my head was exploding with death threats and internal shrieking of the class that was watching every second of it. Suddenly, those voices seemed to disappear from my thoughts and soon, all i could hear was the silence and occasional sobs of the class. Not their thoughts, but their actual physical reactions.
Cameron pulled back and looked at me, slightly blushing. I looked back in a daze, not sure if i should say anything at all. I studied Cameron's face and his confident demeanor had waves of different emotions surface. At first it was curiosity, then confusion, then sadness. I looked at him, worried that something was wrong. His eyes widened and darted to meet mine. He looked genuinely shocked at something, but I had no idea what it could have been.
He bent down and whispered
"Meet me at the front of the school as soon as the bell rings, okay?"
And then he left. I was just standing at the front of the class like an idiot, and as I realised it, I was already walking to my seat in the back of the classroom. I slowly sat down in my seat and looked around. Everyone was staring at me. Most of the guys were shocked and the girls, to no surprise, were either crying, about to cry or wanted me dead on the spot.
They all looked at me as if they were screaming at me through their minds, but I couldn't hear it. For the first time in my life, i was alone with my own thoughts. And as tense as the moment was, i smiled.
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The rest of class went by so quick. I felt so much lighter than before. It felt amazing.
While I was lost in my own thoughts, I hadn't even noticed I was alone in the classroom and that it had been half an hour since the bell had wrung. I walked out of class and out to the front of the school and was greeted with a warm summer breeze. Cameron sitting on the front wall of the school, puffy eyed and red faced. Was he crying
"Cameron?" I asked gently. His head slowly turned in my direction and his gaze met mine. He looked so sad. I felt my own heart clench as his eyes widened and filled with tears again.
"A-Adriana..." He sniffled. I crouched down in front of him and looked into his eyes.
"Adriana... I had no idea this is how you felt every single day for your entire life. All this pain and anger that accumulates just sits here inside of me, fogging up my mind." As dense as I am, I had just then realized my sense was gone and that it had been transferred into Cameron. My eyes widened.
"Wait, how, more like why do you have my sense?!" I asked impatiently.
He looked at me, his eyes widened just as big as mine.
"I-I don't know. After I kissed you, my vision became fuzzy, and all of a sudden, I had the worst migraine I have ever had. It was only for like a minute, but it felt like hours had gone by. after it stopped, my mind felt so...open. i could think so clearly, but I could also hear voices. At fist I thought I had gone crazy, but then I realized, the voices were thoughts. They were saying stuff like 'When will the bell ring, I'm starving' and also 'This is too boring.'"
"Wait, you're saying that you didn't hear anything bad about me, I mean, you just kissed me, and there wasn't death threats flying throught the room? I interrupted.
"I mean, people hate me, how could there be nothing about the scene we made?" Cameron looked down morosely.
I-I did hear them. A lot of them. At first, they were aimed toward me, saying things like 'Cameron, you bastard, why would you kiss her of all people?' B-but then, they were shot at you saying stuff like," Cameron paused
'Arriana, that whore, how dare she?!'
'She's worthelss, why Cameron why??'
That's when I realised your pain. All things you had to listen to for song long, what it felt like to be picked on. I never knew how it felt of course, those people are like ants, they always follow me and never leave me alone." Cameron looked up at me before continuing on.
Even though I might not completely understand what you feel, I know it's not right to hear what you've had to live with. I don't want to pitty you either, because that wont solve anything. So I'm going to keep your sense. I don't want you to have to deal with it anymore." I sucked in a bit of air and stared into Cameron's green eyes.
'Wait, you're serious?" I asked incredulously.
"You really want to have that, for the rest of your life?" Cameron looked up at me and smiled.
"Yeah, I really do, because I don't want you to suffer anymore." My eyes started to water and I couldn't seem to hold myself back. I began to weep into my hands, out of pure joy for once.
Cameron put his hand on my shoulder and pulled me into a hug. I shuddered and kept breathing in his scent, which in turn helped me calm down a little. I pulled back and just stared at the ground for a moment.
"Hey Adriana, wanna come over to my house?" Cameron asked. I thought for a moment before replying with a sweet
"Sure."
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Fly Away
Teen Fiction"Every man has his secret sorrows in which the world knows not." ~Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. Adriana Pennington is a psychic. No she can't channel the dead, but she's able to read peoples minds. And she hates it. Her Sixth Sense, as she calls it...
