Another Galaxy

chapter two

The bell rang after what seems like eternity. I was glued to my spot in the chair, never sparing a glance to the tall person sitting on the left.

The note was crumpled in my hand. To say it left hundreds of question in my mind is an understatement. My mind couldn't even process what those words are for. It was clear that those initials belong to Mike Moore.

Why the hell is he asking a question to someone he never met before?

Is it possible that he felt some kind of familiarity towards me too?

But why that question?

It's way too impossible for me to not call him a weirdo right now. Then again, I'm acting strangely too.

Damn.

I quickly dashed towards the door without looking back at him.

***

As usual, I head to my usual spot with my friends. I was considered as popular in school, not to be boastful in anything. I was the team captain in our campus volleyball varsity team. When I sat down, I was unusually quiet, considering I do have a loud mouth when I'm with my friends.

I just grabbed my notebook and started to scrawl something. Something from my memory.

The wedding ring. 

As I whisk my pencil around the paper in twist and turns, I felt a sudden sadness and longing in my heart.

Weird.

And I couldn't even deny the empty feeling creeping to my fingers.

Very weird.

I need to stop this overall strangeness before it gets so much worse.

But my hand stubborn as ever, started putting intricate shapes on the diamond right in the middle of the ring. It's actually beautiful.

I stopped drawing and took a moment to admire my work.

What a magic.

I was never really keen on sketching, but I totally nailed this one. Wow, ten seconds of drawing and I got some kind of masterpiece.

Very, very weird. 

The usual chatter of my friends suddenly broke into a silence. I immediately  looked up, and saw their heads turning towards the door.

It's him.

He was looking confuse as hell as he stumbles on the door like a drunk man.

"Hey, hey what's up with him?" I asked my best friend, Sydney, beside me.

His sandy brown hair was messy, something so close to some memory in my head. Black soft hair that had my hand brushing again and again.

I clamped my brain shut.

This memory triggering thing must be stop. It's so strange, so unlike of me when I had no trace of past events of my life like that.

I looked back to Sydney, who stayed frozen in her spot, just like everyone else.

My head swiveled around the room as fast as lightning and for one terrifying moment, I realized something.

Everyone else was frozen in their spot except for two people.

Us.

My breath hitched my throat and my heart almost jumped out of its ribcage.

He was heading towards me with such emotions in his eyes, and I could no nothing but stand up while staring at those intensifying blue eyes.

Panic filled my blood and all I could think of was fleeing the scene and forget everything else.

But the problem is he had his hand on my wrist in just a matter  of seconds with such strength of never letting me go and delicacy of softness I had never felt a long time ago.

Then that's when I felt it.

Sparks. Electricity. Fucking hell. This is so bullshit.

My heart clenched again and again until unreasonable tears started to well up in my eyes.

I felt as if I long for this touch a long time ago since I came into existence.

Then he scooped my cheeks using both of his palms and made me looked up to his face.

Our eyes met.

I don't know how to explain everything.

Odd variety of images ran in my head like a poison circulating swiftly in my veins. My body went literally rigid.

I was stuck between running away from this stranger as far as I could reach using my feeble heart and delving deep into his mysterious entirety as far as I could get.

I realized I should run and keep this strange emotions and eccentric human away from my life. Everything doesn't make sense and if ever I figure it all out, I realized I'll never be sane again.

It was probably seconds, minutes, hours, hell I couldn't even tell how long we stare in each other's eyes.

It was then that he opened his mouth and a voice– a voice so fucking familiar echoed in my head.

"When our eyes meet, there will be memories passing in our head. Those are our past lives. Our hundred past lives that kept ending up in the way we never wanted. Baby, we're just in another galaxy. No matter what happens we'll find each other. Promise me."

His blue eyes were boring into my soul, into my memory, and into my ever beating heart.

I don't know what to feel.

There's so many emotions swimming around but none of them could make it to the surface of my senses. Does that make me emotionless right now? But one thing for sure, when I felt my heart beat wildly, I detected one particular feeling.

I realized I'm scared to know if all of it was true.

"Damn it, Sophrin, why the hell won't you wake up?!"

I could feel someone shaking my shoulders. It was then Mike Moore's image vanished slowly into a never ending blurred lines. I reach out to him but all I could see–

I gasped wide awake.

My body was drenched in hot boiling water. My sister was in front of me, holding an empty bucket with a scowl on her face as my brothers were laughing there ass off.

"Oh god, did you know these two assholes were videoing your face while you slept? You were crying and your face looked like a rotten banana!" Maurine, my older sister shrieked.

I looked around and notice that they were watching some cheesy movie while I fell asleep in the couch.

"I'm gonna post this!" Brian, the youngest one said.

I couldn't care less.

The words echoed in my head like a broken song.

Baby, we're just in another galaxy.