Twisted Minds

Stage 2 - Denial

I sat in silence for the whole of that lesson, which is a record considering all I do is talk because it's so damn boring. Instead I listened to what people weren't saying aloud, which in turn was quite interesting. I heard many 'kill me now's throughout the duration and a couple of 'hurry up, I want to leave's, but by favourite by far was when my teacher thought this classic line: 'I hope my wife doesn't find out that I stole my son's lunch'.

The lesson trickled to an end and people began packing up, as was I, walking out once everything was away. In the corridors, a swarm of voices invaded my head taking over any thoughts that could possibly be conjured. Accusations,stupid questions and just general slander was running through the heads ofpretty much every student, apart from a few who had annoying song lyrics orstresses about work rattling around in their noggins.

I internally groaned, annoyed that I couldn't think of a way to block this out. But that's when I heard something interesting; coming from a classroom I had just passed. I stopped and reeled back, looking through the window of the door to see Cassie and Max having a full on make out session. Why did this have to happen to me? I could hear Cassie's mind whirring as she kissed Max.

'Max is so hot and so good at this, maybe I should dump Jensen already, I've never gotten this far with him.' Cassie thought, as if she didn't have a care about my feelings in all this.

'Damn, if Jensen knew I was getting some from his girlfriend, he would kick my ass. Lucky me that he's too stupid to figure this out.' Max chuckled in his head, as his hands roamed Cassie's body.

Why in hell was I watching this? I carried on walking, not handling that this was now my life. Maybe it was just a dream and I would wake up in a few hours and laugh about it, I tried to convince myself, but that was no use. And why didn't I stop them? Most people would have burst into that room if they had found their partner making out with another person, but I just couldn't have that happening on top of this whole psychic crap. Ikept denying to myself that I was actually able to do this, but as more voicesstreamed into my own line of thought and took over what I was thinking.

"Hey, Jensen!" A voice called from behind me, I turned to see Aiden running down the corridor towards me. 'I wish he would slow down, running through the corridor with all these people around is hard.' Aiden thought, making me stop still in place.

"What's up, Aiden?" I asked, trying to sound casual, but it came out annoyingly stiff, which made Aiden frown slightly.

"You dropped your wallet on the floor as you hurried out of Economics earlier, I thought you might want it back." Aiden stated blankly, holding out the brown leather object.

"Ah, thanks, mate, I really appreciate it." I thanked, taking the wallet from him and shoving it in my pocket.

"No problem." He said, before turning and walking back down the corridor. 'Weird.' He thought as he went.

I continued on my way to maths, ignoring everyone, but then not totally seeing as though I was listening to what everyone was thinking. To be honest, it was starting to give me a flipping headache; I was going to have to go to the nurse at break to get some Paracetamol or something.

I arrived at maths just as other people were. Our teacher was sitting at the front desk, typing away at his computer, not paying attention to the fact that his class had arrived and had sat down, waiting for him to start the lesson. After another good five minutes, he finally stopped typing and got up from his desk and actually began teaching us about the equation of a circle.

The girl next to me, Sarah, tightened her hijab slightly and began writing down whatever the teacher said. I would be doing the same, but I was too entertained by what everyone else thought of our teacher to care.