Mind over matter

Prologue,

Candy, she's sweet like candy in my veins, the music floats around me letting me feel it in my soul, heart and body. Baby I'm dying for another taste, my fingers tangle in the air, swirling in imaginary leaves. And every night my mind is running around her, with my fingers straight I move them through the space above me, moving them as if I was in water, letting the water run in between them and around. Thunder is get louder and louder. I close my eyes and tap my mud caked boots against the white as snow sheets, knowing I'm getting dirt everywhere and the snowy sheets won't look so white anymore. Baby, you're like lightning in a bottle, I move my fingers in the air again this time imaging I'm passing them through a fire moving them quickly so I don't get burned. I can't let you go now that I got it, I open my eyes and stare into blue diamond orbs, surrounded by black thick lashes and freckled cheeks, in the mirror above me. All I need is to be struck, by, your electric love, As the course comes I let my hands run through my bright red curls that are spread out along the fluffy white pillows. Baby, you're electric love, you're electric love. I give a sigh of happiness as the serene feeling of this music wraps around me like a warm blanket. When the song ends and an old Elvis song starts playing I sit up crossing my ripped jeans legs on the queen sized bed and take in my surroundings. Mirrors. They're everywhere. Shaped like a dome, mirrors are placed to look like they've been put together with cheap glue you could find at the dollar store. Some of them are big some, are small. It's messy and not clean but I think that was their purpose. To get you thinking about why they're misplaced and not in a perfect polished dome. White tiles decorate the floor and this big bed, with a soft mattress and clean sheets is in the middle. The only thing out of place is my muddy foot prints leading to the bed and dried up dirt at the foot of the bed. But I could care less right now about how nice my prison is. Yes I've been kidnapped. I don't know why I have been or why they put me in a semi nice place instead of a rotting cell with the faint smell of urine and other gross odors that you wouldn't be able to name. Something I do know is that they're watching me. It's pretty easy to figure out, the flat square of glass at the foot of my bed looks too neat and clear. Not unkempt like the others. So I stare right into the square and wink and lay back down my sweater bunching up underneath me. Suddenly I hear a sound and the intercom blares to life and a male voice comes on. "Ahem Clever, how are you liking your stay?"

I laugh and close my eyes again "Can't complain, sure a step out from my nice warm house to this self depriving jail."

I hear a sigh and the intercom clicks off and if I strain my ears, I can hear a faint noise in the distance. It clicks on again. "Do you know why you're here?" he asks me, shuffling paper sounds in the back.

"If I did I would be thinking of an escape right now, but i've been sitting here because I'm curious. So inform me why am I here?" I peek an eye open to stare at the suspicious mirror.

"You are here because you have a gpa of 5.7.'

This time my eyes fly open and I sit up, glaring at the mirror square across from me, "Excuse me sir but that is impossible. I do know I have a high gpa but that would only get me to 4.0 in some places it might even get up to a 5.0 but a 5.7? Impossible."

He takes a deep breath and tries to reassure me. "Clever look, I know this is a shock but we've done the math. You get A+'s simple, barely needing to study, you do excellent on school projects and your information on reports is preci-."

"I get all that," I interrupt, " But that might all get me to a 5.0 where does this .7 come into play?"

He clears his throat and from the shakiness in the way he's talking, I can tell he is frightened. But I don't know why. "Well you see, you know a lot. You and can pinpoint where objects are just be surveying them. For example, you know where I am standing before I started talking, simply by observing what's around you. We built this dome to try and confuse you but it seems like you know that too."