Drifting

Chapter 2- It Begins

I get to the councilors office and stop dead in my tracks. The office is dark with colorful lights and little decorations everywhere, it was the unholy mix of a washed- up hippie and one of those knock off psychic guru people

"And they let this person get a degree in helping people's sanity?" I mumble. Suddenly the most bubbly guy I have ever met jumps at me from the room how I missed him I'm not sure since jail cells have more elbow room than this guys office.

With wide eyes and a stretched smile he looks at me and with a nails on the chalkboard perky voice he says "OH MY GOODNESS YOU MUST BE OUR NEW STUDENT!!! I'M SO GLAD TO MEET YOU NOW WHAT DO YOU LIKE TO BE CALLED..." it takes a moment to collect myself I've never been in such an odd predicament that someone is seemingly happy they met me.

Well there was that one time with the shadow person.... another story for another day, "Hey I'm S.J. and you are" I say in a polite tone wishing I was a turtle and could crawl inside my shell, "OH THAT'S AN INCREDIBLY FABULICIOUS NAME MY BOY I AM MR. MOORE" (yes he just said fabulicious why I don't know, do I want to know..... no I really don't) at this point I probably look like I'm going to faint, hurl, and scream at the same time.

Mr. Moores entire aura just changed and he's suddenly a very composed middle aged man who looks genuinely concerned. "I think it's time we get your schedule ready so you can go to class" he said in a "I'm an all knowing inner peace zen master and you are an insignificant being below me tone" I just smile and walk into his office.

I spell B-I-P-O-L-A-R in sign language behind my back. (I know it's not nice but hey it's comforting when I can insult someone with out consequences especially when the shoe fits).

So after about 30 minutes filled with conversations alternating between future goals and what classes I want, I get to leave this nutjobs office.

Once i get out it took an enormous amount of self-control not to fall to the floor and thank the spirits that the mess I was just in was over. I check the clock and compare it to my schedule and see there's only 15 minutes left of first period, I decide to wander these new halls and say I got lost if someone asks.

Honestly I've been to some run down schools and this... is definitely not one of them. It's an emaculate structure that's had a lot of thought put into it. I'd go into details but I feel like I'm stuck in a labrynth and 1) I haven't found second period 2) I have less than five minutes. I scamper along and find my class just as the bell rings.

Internally I scream "STAMPEDE" but outside I keep my normal "stay away from me and I won't take your soul" look. (Don't worry I have a long list of freako abilities but soul stealing isn't one of those unfortunately... Hey some people really deserve it).

I manage to get inside with out touching anybody or anything thank the spirits. I sit down in the back of the class in the corner. I'm debating to get out my journal but my sketchbook seemed more appropriate. I started drawing something I remembered from a dream, it's hard to describe but kind of like when theres a mirror facing a mirror and it's an endless... I don't know view? I guess?

So the teacher is Mr. Erb and the class is biology, love the class the teacher is tolerable. Apparently he thinks I would have great "chemistry" with his son who is still in the closet.

Me thinking "Um excuse me guy I'm not gay I'm biromantic asexual. (Honestly probably the most main stream I'm going to get)" outside me stares blankly.

I could have made an outrage but that's not who I am. Don't you love how people think they know you just because you happen to have a two minute conversation about interests. The rest of the day was similarly uneventful. but then I had to ride the bus my "favorite" thing of the day.