Inside People's Heads

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Sometimes I'd like to get inside peoples heads. Not in a creepy way. I mean depends on how you just read that. It's interesting. Everyone thinks in a different special way. We all see things from a different perspective, we've all experienced various things, okay - do you get what I'm saying? It's like getting inside other minds would be so unexplainable and exciting and I already feel as if I'm struggling to understand my own brain. Tell me, do you ever think about death.

I turn the door knob and slowly peek through the gap, made by the chains locking the door and there he was standing, tall but shy, what his posture was telling me. He stepped a few steps away from the hunter green doors with a rarely used peephole and an old mail box on the wall beside. "You're the - " I closed the door. My eyes spread wide with my back against the door I knew I heard that voice somewhere before. God, just this morning. Oh no. No, no, no. 

I peeked through the peephole just to see the guy waiting awkwardly. Ah.*What do I do?* I took a deep breath and slowly unlocked the locks, panicking along the way. Nothing new. People are like that. Right? Anyway, as soon as I opened the door he looked at me with his green piercing eyes straight at mine. Me, being the type of person of not being able to keep eye contact, I looked down but accidentally turned on the hallways light. I apologised, because obviously you'd do that, and glanced at him. He was smiling. With a surprised face I asked " Um, may I ask you what you're here for exactly?". My voice was shaking a bit. I was nervous.

"I heard you're good at .. everything?" He awkwardly smiled. I was surprised. I guess he has already forgotten about the library. I probably didn't say anything for a few minutes because I saw a hand waving infront of my face just then. "U-um, sorry, yes?" I was looking for words. For a moment there I forgot how to speak. "Yeah, okay, ah, ill just get straight to the point then. I was wondering if you could tutor me." My eyes opened so wide my eyesight got a bit blurry. "Y-y-you want m-me to tutor you?" My cheeks flushed, I could feel it. And I knew because he was looking at me with that amused grin. I never said more than hello, yes, no or thank you to a person. If I agree to this, will I be able to sustain my invisibility?

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⏰ Last updated: Nov 22, 2016 ⏰

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