"I am a pawn, use me at your will but at the end. Don't let me die. For I will be of use." ~ThyCat (Alex)
My name is Josh Walker, from a normal pair of eyes I seem like a normal 15 year old, I thought I was normal to. But I was dead wrong, I was as weird as they get. I could read minds. If I focused on an individual for a short period of time, their thoughts would stream into my brain as if someone was talking, I knew I had to keep it a secret but I used it only for a party trick.
When I was 11 I met my best friend, Jared Kane. I entered a summer camp, it was normal. I would act like a magician and read their minds, they would be impressed. But suddenly another voice popped into my head without any effort. He was one of me. He was a "Reader".
Let's get something straight, there is no REAL name for a reader. Me and Jared made it up because we didn't know what to call ourselves. We can contact each other through our minds at any location. Being the exception if one of us is asleep. We know we aren't just a lucky two. There has to be others like us out there, but to be honest I'm not sure if I want that or not.
Jared and I got closer and closer until we were pratically hanging out every other day, it was almost like he lived with me. He would always laugh at the fact I was single. But I was a mind reader, who wouldn't go out with a mind reader? I hear a loud voice in my head. "Hey Alex, are you able to come to the party this Sunday? Veronica will be there." that little bastard. Veronica has been my crush since Grade 7, I constantly find her thoughts synced in my brain. I know I love her, I just wish she thought the same. I let out a heavy sigh, maybe I can show off myself to her.
"Sure."
It's Thursday night, at 11:00PM, me and Jared have been talking since he invited me this day. I finally close my eyes and drift off to sleep. In my dreams I vision myself walking into a nightclub, then a blast. I hear a thousand screams from people desperate to save their lives, one by one the screams die down leaving only the distant sounds of sirens rushing towards the club. Just then the club cathces on fire. No one makes it out, not one person.
I wake up, I'm late for school. I bolt from my bed and run into my bathroom, stepping into the shower and washing off any bacteria and filth from my pale skin. I then grab onto the shampoo and lather my jetblack hair with the substance, rinsing it under water. I jump out of the bathtub and dry myself off with my towel, proceeding to wrap it around my waist. I can't lose any time. I am going to ask Veronica to be my date to the party. I firmly grasp my tooth brush looking into the mirror, I brush my hair out of my dark brown eyes and scan my face for any imperfections in my skin. I lay a layer of tooth paste on the bristles and roughly scrape it along my teeth, spitting it out when finished, I rushed myself to my bedroom changing into my black skinny jeans and black band tee-shirt that with white print says "Fear of the Dead" my favourite band. I rush downstairs grabbing a muffin to go, I swing a black letterman jacket over my shoulders and walk out into the cold, I just have to walk around the block which is why I'm lucky to live where I live. Being it's a small town not a lot of people go to my school which is a perk.
I walk into the school halls, my eyes scan for Veronica. Where could she be. I grab a bottle of "Anti Anxiety Medication Capsules" out of my back pocket, beads of sweat rush down my forehead as I look for her. Then I find her, I find her with her friends talking about some kind of boy, Probably that damn bastard Stephen. He's a very tall muscular man who gets all the ladies somehow, the worst part is he treats girls like shit. But one by one, girls fall into his evil mind games, I know all of his secrets, he never told me. But as you should know by now. I have ways of finding things out.
I walk up to her, her blonde hair flows past her shoulders, she has highlights in her hair making it even more pretty, for a minute I wish Jared was there because I was about to faint. She looks at me in the eyes while I stutter hopelessly. "What's that you said?" she asks me, I get lost in her eyes again.
"Your eyes make the most prettiest shade of brown I've ever seen"
She smiles by this compliment. "Thank you! You're... Johnathon right?"
I smile shaking my head softly. "No, it's Josh. But I do like that name Johnathon."
By this time the period bell rings and everyone is asked to go to class, before she has time to go I grab her by her hand.
"W-Would you want to be my date for the party?"
She frowns. "I really would.. but Stephen already asked me, I said yes." She says obviously in love.
I frown as well." Oh I'm sorry.. I will see you in class! I fake a smile, turn away, and look down humiliated of what I just done. What is my problem, sometimes even I don't know. But between me and Stephen this is war.
