A Strange Bubble

2

Sadness is also a kind of defence.

- Ivo Andric

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"... Maybe that is what life is all about: Sometimes we're taking the long way home; sometimes they call us crazy; sometimes we play along; sometimes we're trying too hard; sometimes just to forget the past. That is what life must be all about."-"Thank you, it is a great work." My teacher sat back on here seat. I didn't pay much attention to her at any point of the lesson. I prefered to doodle on my notebook.

The next student was called to read out. My mind drifted off. Soon those weird thoughts popped-up in my mind. It is like they want to win a competition which one the craziest or which one has the fastest development but I will always be the loser at this game. School isn't helping along there either. It is the most boring place to be in the World. Only a few people are talking to me and an even smaller number I would consider as something like friends. Therefore classes are a better place to sleep than to learn but the end is in sight.There are two classes I really enjoy, the rest is to fill the gaps in my timetable. It is not like I am a bad student or anything I just handle my energy resources very carefully.

With a jerky movement I raised my hand. "I am sorry but may I go to the toilet? Thank you." I asked and walked out of the room without waiting for permission.

It is a nice way to have lass time among people who don't like you and more for your own. And no, not this alone time. I just don't like to be around a lot of people when I am just air for them.

I walked through the hallways without a destination. In the end I ended up in front of my classroom again. I sneaked in through the back door and sat down. I looked out of the window while one of the boys was reading. The day was too nice to be in class.

Today my mind was a little bit slow. When it comes to normal activities like thinking about words and voices it refused to work. I guess I forget something this morning, but I am not sure what.

"And as I walk by all the place we use to hang out. I am now aware; I am not fine at all."-"Thank you, nicely done." It was Luke reading out his text. Maybe I need more sleep, I should had notice this voice. More sleep is probably the answer. Anyways, my sleeping patterns aren't really worth it to call them patterns. At the end of class I slowly walked over to him. "Hey Luke, do you have a second?"-"Sure, I have." His smile is adorable, err never mind.-"Um, could I, maybe if it doesn't bother you... get your text to read it again? I hadn't really paid attention." My voice cracked in the end. "Sure you can." This smile... Back to normal "Great, thanks."-" Let's go."-"Err, sorry?"-"We have chemistry, turtle." We started walking out of the room, over to the lab. "Sure, we have." I need defiantly more sleep. "You should sleep more, Zombie. By the way what are you up to for today?"-"Nothing in particular, why?"-"Do you want to watch some movies or something?"-"Sure, why not."-"Let's meet after school in the parking lot," a lot of people were in the corridors; also Kanii.

He walked slowly over to us, great. "Luke, listen I just want to inform you that it is kind of social suicide to chill with me and..."-"Yes? It is?" I was starting to panic a little bit. "Yes I am pretty sure about it."-"So you are normally not surrounded by gorgeous guys like me?"-"Yes."-"Do you use to meet with anybody at all?" he laughed a small laughter but I started to mentally freak out. "Ah, the freak is back to my kingdom. Do you have what I requested so kindly?"-"No."-" Oh, that's a pity, then you have to pay for it, you little Nerd." He stepped closer to me and raised his hand. I was waiting for the first punch but instead "If I may interrupt you for a moment. If I were in your shoes I wouldn't do that." I slowly opened my eyes again. "Why? And who are you?"-"I am Luke and I will show you what will happen if you don't stop putting on my friends."-"You little faggot wants to do what?"-"This."

One single punch.

That was super effective. He blinked once, twice. His nose started to bleed and he stumbled away. Everyone were looking at us. Not in fear it was more like they see us for the first time. At least in Luke's case it was probably true. Their looks were full of something I never saw before.

"Well, well you again, Mr. Hemmings. On the one hand your physics teacher must be very proud of you, nice example for the transformation of potential energy. On the other hand we will talk about it after class, both of you." It was our Chemistry teacher. He gave us a wink and opened the door to the lab while giggling. I know why I am not skipping chemistry.