Epiphany

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With my head still tangled around the thoughts of Liam's persona, I slowly walked home. I lived pretty close to the school and so I figured, I might as well walk home if that gave me the chance it think about my latest obsession with the newcomer.
I'd never really been as infatuated before and so, this high that I felt seemed very alien to me. Every time I thought about his eyes like lapis lazuli, my heart seemed lighter, feathery somehow, like it was trying to break free from my chest. Every time I thought about his smile, all I wanted to do was take a book out and write a 1000 word long essay trying to decipher all his mysteries. Every time I thought about his body, my insides felt gooey like all they wanted to do was collapse on his chest. Every time I thought about his voice, all I wanted to do was record him speaking and listen to his rhythmic tone in my room the whole day. My creepy self did nothing to reduce this momentary high, instead it provoked my fragile heart to think of him some more.
I felt like writing him songs and making him food, even though I was completely opposed to gender roles, specifically the ones involving a woman and a kitchen. I wanted to give him cheesy notes about how perfect he was and I felt like hugging him until I had his scent memorised. The world suddenly seemed so happy to me and it felt like I just started noticing the technicolor horizon above my head and the air under the wings of an eagle and the curve around the soft clouds and the silhouette of tall, elegant buildings against the sunlight. I suddenly felt like my eyes were open.
After 20 minutes or so, I reached the door of my house and I walked in, still in a daze. I was greeted by a loud giggle erupting from my room and I walked over to see my baby sister sitting on the bed and drawing my pet cat, Miet. The cat's ear seemed to be too round and her whiskers seemed to be too long but otherwise, it was crazy how this 3 year old could draw so well. I kissed the top of her forehead and petted Miet after placing my bag on the floor.
"How was your day Emma?",I asked her as she looked up to me.
"I finished all the food in my bowl today at breakfast! Mommie gave me a golden star!",She told me as she picked her hand up, manifesting a sloppy star which was obviously drawn in a hurry.
"Where's mom?",I asked her and after getting no response, I yelled out,"Mom are you home?"
I heard a muffled sob coming from her room and I ran over to find her watching an old romantic movie and clutching a box of tissues in her snot-ridden hand. Gross, I know.
"Hey, do you want to take a break from that?,"I smiled at her
"Akira! You're home. Yeah of course, how was your day?",she asked after pausing her movie and walking over to the sink to wash her face.
As the loud splashes of the water striking her face reached my ear, I mumbled,"I think I might have found someone mom. I think I finally found someone."
"What? Where? How? When?",she asked as she ran towards me and, oh bless her old romantic heart, held my hand and asked me questions.
"His name is Liam and he just joined my school today. He seems like a nice guy and he's so handsome and he likes to read and he's thinking of pursuing literature and I don't know maybe it's just infatuation but he's so cute and I don't know what to do or what to feel about this and so I'm tearing myself apart with millions of questions pounding against my skull and I don't know what to term this of being and can you please help mom because lord knows that I need help right now",I spoke without even a single break for catching my breath.
My mother eyed my oxygen-deprived face slowly turning a mild shade of crimson and a smile erupted on her face.
"Oh. So when am I meeting him? I can't wait to meet him and talk to him to see if he's really all that you say he is. What does he like to eat? Maybe he doesn't like brownies like your friend Mary. I always found that quite---"
"MOM", I interrupted. Her ramblings sometimes go on for days altogether and I really didn't want to be on the receiving end on this one.
"I just met him and I really don't know much about him. He's beautiful and into literature and all but for all I know, he could be a mean kid who likes to kick dogs and make people cry!",I said,"I'm going to go and think about whatever it is that is bubbling inside me now and I just don't know how these things just erupt when you least expect it. What am I supposed to do with this feeling mom? Why am I feeling whatever this is right now?"