The Impeccable Infinity

Chapter 6

I went back downstairs to make a cup of coffee and gather my thoughts. Meeting Mute for the first time really there me off guard. He's so much different than I had imagined him in my head.

I poured in a packet of sugar and a bit of milk, stirring it all together and watching the blending of the multiple liquids in the cup. I love the smell of coffee, it always calms my nerves.

I went back up to my room and sat down on my bed, looking out the window as I sipped my coffee. The mug was making my hands feel warm, which is a really comforting feeling.

The people outside all looked so happy and productive. Some of them walking dogs, some having a conversation on the sidewalk, and one just sitting on their deck, reading a book sprawled out across their lap.

I love observing people. I've been told it's creepy by some of my friends in the past, but it's just something that comes naturally to me. I don't even notice I do it sometimes but I usually remember everything I see or hear. I'm just more of an observer than a talker, I always have been.

I take another sip of my coffee and pull a blanket closer to my body, feeling the warm cotton against my skin. Right now, at this moment in time, I feel totally as ease.

By the time the people on the sidewalk finished their conversation and the woman on her deck went inside, I was finished my coffee. I guess this is just a sign that I need to get back to reality.

I brought the coffee back downstairs and put it into the sink, walking into the living room. There's literally nothing to do. The only thing I have is to wait for everyone to get home, which won't be for another two hours. I guess any thing's better than school though.

I mean, I can snoop through Mute's room, see everything he wrote down and look through all of his stuff. That would be wrong though, and I'm beginning to sound possessive. That's the last thing I want to come off as.

I shake my head at the thought, trying to forget of even considering intruding on Mute's stuff.

Maybe I should get ready to hangout with him tonight? I won't see him for hours, but why not get ready far in advance so I can look as nice as possible. I want him to like me, even if I'm not as good looking as I think he is.

Stop it Haley, you need to stop obsessing over this boy. He probably didn't even notice you, he's only trying to use you for something.

I hate beating myself up about everything, but it's better not to get my hopes up over every little thing. I've learned this from being let down on many different occasions as a child. Sometimes I would just tell people not to come to a event I was hosting, just because I already knew they wouldn't be able to make it. It's kind of sad, but I'm just trying to protect myself from being hurt in the end.

But hanging out with Mute seems like much more than just some small occasion. I feel like I have a deep, emotional bond with him that I've never had with anyone else. He's much more... Special than other boys in the past. He has much more of a mysterious vibe to him.

I skip back up to my room, dancing down the hallway with the thought of seeing Mute's face again in just a few hours. It's amazing how much a stranger can control your feeling after having just a single encounter with them.

When I get to my room I run and fall face-first onto my bed, groaning as my body sinks into the mattress. The only thing that's preventing my boredom is the thought of this mystery guy and how intriguing he is.

I suddenly don't want to do anything anymore. I just want to clear all of the plans I don't have anyway and just think about him. God, I sound so obsessed but I can't help it. I feel like the universe just gave me a ray of light, like a sign from my parents, and I'm not passing up on the offer.