Super(Idiot)

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one // i'm the poster child for pity

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DO I TRUST NOLAN? There's the obvious question ; of course I don't fucking trust my bestfriend's boyfriend. I do not trust him, and no, you hopeless romantics, that certainly does not mean that I am in love with her, because we are strictly friends, and it will stay that way.

I'm not going to openly admit it, because I trust Rosie openly and wholly, and while she says all their dates are hallmark worthy, but I might have maybe-totally spied on some of the dates they've had together, and while he missed a little less that half of all the dates I've seen, he also had to leave early or came late to half of the rest.

Which is why I decided on the great idea of following where he went after school on one of the date nights which I was sure he was going to skip out on - which was dinner at Applebee's, since it was her choice, and he hated any restaurant that even slightly resembled Chili's ever since he threw up on a hot waiteress in the seventh grade after trying his mom's Margarita behind her back. I mean, that kind of stuff is scarring.

Don't ask me how I know this, because not even Rosie knows this, which is why she still plans dates at places like Chili's and Applebees.

Back to the situation at hand - he never left school. Even after the teachers and principal left, he was holed up in the astronomy lab, pacing around, looking like he was about to wear holes into the poor ground.

I followed him in, and was currently hiding behind a pillar facing away from him, when he suddenly stopped and glanced at the more-expensive-than-my-college-tuition watch resting on his wrist, before cursing and running towards the telescope.

I checked the time myself, and 7:30 glared back brightly at me, reminding myself that I'm wasting my life away by stalking my bestfriend's boyfriend.

I really am the poster child for shame.

It crossed my mind briefly that it was the total eclipse tonight, but left it just as fast. Nolan was the type of person who'd spend their Friday nights partying and getting drunk, rather than attending the astrology club meetings, mostly because I went and he was never there.

I silently cursed myself for skipping the campout all the astrology students were attending at the planetarium as the world darkened greatly and the moon descended on the center of our solar system, effectively rendering me blind as I waited for my eyes to adjust. My eyes were close to adjusting, when right near wherever Nolan was, a bright blast of pure light imploded upward, leaving sparks of color and dashes zigging and zagging their way across my vision.

As my damaged eyes adjusted, I felt my knees buckle in fear; Nolan was levitating, encased in a golden light, radiating brightly outward. It filled the room with a heavenly light that was so bright it brought tears to my eyes. I've never seen anything so beautiful.

I moved from my hiding place, completely disregarding my safety for just one look at the intriguing spectacle as he grew brighter and brighter until suddenly, a massive shockwave of energy left him and hit me. I absorbed it all, dropping to the floor with a faint ow, just as Nolan did.

Though, of course, Nolan gained his energy back a lot faster, and faster than the speed of light, he flew up, shattering the skylight and showering delicate glass all across the planetarium.

I groaned, succumbing to the throbbing pain in my head as the world faded to black.

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WHEN I CAME TO, I was in my room, even though I distinctly remember passing out at school and don't recall ever coming back to my house.