World Of Words

II- Reese

She would describe Reese as colorful right now. The celebration was for celebrating their last day of classes. Some were wearing party hats, while others were holding party poppers.

They passed by the gym. From the opening of the door, there were sellers and also stalls that hold, video games, CDs, books, artworks, and many more can be seen. At the far end of the hallway stood a door.

The two have stopped walking the moment they stood in front of the door. He removed his earphones. It's a janitor's room, directly in front of it was another door.

They walked through the second door. At the center of the room is a desk with a globe and books on top, and pencils and ballpens scattered.

The room's abandoned. That's why the two of them decided to put a desk in it, so it could be a work place. The desk was their's. But no one knew they did it.

At the far end of the room was a door leading to a garden. At the right wall was a window where sunlight passes, making dust visible.

"Guess what," Ethan raised his eyebrow, showing confidence. Charlie watched as light glinted off his blonde hair, with his brown eyes, reflecting Charlie's face.

"What?", Charlie thinks she knows what he's talking about.

"I am finished writing my story!", his eyes flickered. He has started making stories since they were kids.

"Gosh, Ethan! I'm so proud of you. Not to mention you had spent half a year to finish that damn story.", said Charlie as she seized the notebook. After reading it, she placed it on the desk right away.

Charlie's eyes met his and the two gave each other high five.

"Yeah!", said Ethan.

There was a sudden movement when the hand she had leaned on the desk, slipped.

Someone had knocked on the door who quickly twisted the doorknob sending shock to Charlie.

"Ethan! Someo-".

"Shhhh." A familiar janitor opened the door, his eyes searching the room. The janitor hesitated. A loud voice echoed to the room.

"Is somebody here?"

She suddenly found Ethan's hand cupping her mouth stopping her from what she's trying to say. She looked at him incredulously. They were directly in front of him. Her hand was motioning a stop sign.

The janitor looking dumbfounded closed the door. The two sighed.

"What the heck was that?", said Charlie. The janitor didn't see them, like there was a barrier between them.

"Your palm is bleeding!", as he held her hand gently. She became alerted. "Wait a sec I'll get the kit." She eyed her palm, with blood dripping on it.

Ethan got a bandage and set it on her palm.

"It was the pencil." She stared at the sharp edges of the pencil that stabbed her palm.

"I think we should get going.", she said while holding her palm covered with bandage.

"Let's head to the garden.", Ethan said while fixing the desk.

Charlie walked ahead, heading to the garden.

Ethan, looking astonished, covertly seized an object that has appeared on the desk, and decided to put it inside the pocket of his jeans.

He sat beside Charlie. "Are you feeling alright now?".

"It's just a cut."

"Well,", he was interrupted when a boy stood in front of them, holding a tray.

"What are those?", asked Charlie.

"You want some? It's free!", said the man in his twenties.

"These are Mandies." It looked like jelly beans.

Charlie hesitated.

Ethan's already holding one on his fingers examining it as if it contains poison.

"It tastes good." Before he said it, the man was gone as if he vanished. Charlie found herself holding one too, although she can't remember getting one. But she ate it even so.

"Oh. Is that common? You know, offering something and then vanishing?"

She shrugged. "By the way, is your palm alright? Let me see."

She removed the bandage, she saw that her palm was free of any wound as if a magic was done. "Oh wow, that's. . . surprising.", she shrugged.

He chuckled. "You must have really good platelets. "