What's to be..

The New Boy

After scrolling through my very boring news feed on Facebook, I decided my bath was ready. After walking into the bathroom and making sure the door is locked, I undressed and looked at the two knots forming right under my shoulders. I rub my hand over one, trying to rub away the soreness. I sigh and walk over and lower myself into the bath, flicking at the remaining specks of salt left. After washing and soothing a tiny bit of the ache in my shoulders, I drain the bath and wrap myself in my big fluffy towel. I flop onto my bed and close my eyes, planning what I'll do during the rest of the week. Time goes by, and I slowly drift into a peaceful slumber, letting my dream take over. 

The good boy is back, but something is off. I look around, but there isn't anything to take in. We're in a white void, there's nothing as far as the eye could see. I turn to the boy, who is slouched down with his head in his hands, shoulders shaking. I take a step towards him and he stiffens, then slowly looks up. His blue gray eyes are rimed with red, and he quickly wipes off the tears that have escaped. He stands up and looks me up and down, then forces a small smile. I frown.

He needs me...

I walk towards him until I'm right in front of him. He frowns and gives me a curious look. I give him a reassuring smile and wrap my arms around him. He stiffens, then slowly melts into me, letting his head rest on my shoulders as the flood gates open. "It's all going to be okay." I sooth. He lets all his tears go freely as I rub little circles on his back. Slowly but surly his sobs come to a halt, and he pulls away. I smile at him again, and he returns it will a toothy grin. "Thank you Celia." I give him a confused look, but decide to not bring it up.

How does he know my name?

I nod my head and a cold wind whips around me. I shiver and close my eyes. When I open them again, I'm back in my bed.

 I sit up and wrap my now open towel tightly around myself. At least I know what the breeze was from. I quickly get dressed into my soft pajamas and pull my still damp hair into a tight braid. I grab my phone and sit next to my window, and take the chance to appreciate the gorgeous night sky. I'd give anything to be able to soar through the sky without a care in the world. I'd love to feel the wind against my face and feel the soothing chill as I pass through clouds. I sigh and open up my phone, ready to watch some videos before sleep.

The next day at school was pretty normal. I kept to myself, aside from when I was helping Terra with her homework, and working on my sketches when I was finished working on my class work. It wasn't until my last class that something caught my attention.

I was working on a worksheet when someone entered the room. I kept my head down, wanting nothing more than to just be rid of this class work. A few mummers reached my ears, then Mr. Forsyth cleared his throat, signaling everyone to be quiet and pay attention. He scanned the classroom, satisfied with everyone's attention. I glance over, and my eyes lock with a familiar set of stormy grey/blue eyes. My breath hitches as he looks at me, a sense of wonder in his eyes. He smiles and a small shiver runs through my body, causing me to shudder. Mr. Forsyth starts to speak, and I break my gaze from the boy. "Ladies and gentlemen, I am more than certain that every single one of you will do everything in your power to make this young man feel welcome." Mr. Forsyth turns his attention to the boy. "Introduce yourself, young man." The boy blushes slightly and steps forward. "My name is Lucas and I am more than excited to spend this year with all of you." Everyone mummers their hellos and Mr. Forsyth nods his head in approval. "Lucas, you may take the empty seat next to Celia, I'm sure she won't mind." I move my bag from the seat and put my head down, letting my hair become a shield. I watch as Lucas makes his way over and sits next to me, then digs in his bag for a pencil. I blush slightly when I realize just how much I'm creeping. 

Then I feel a familiar twinge and stab in my shoulders.