Emotionless (Septiplier)

2.

~Sean~

I felt something when I discovered these 'emotions' I decided that it must be one of them. I started to read about which ones are which and learned the emotion I'm feeling right now is excitement. I started to lift up my lips into something called a smile. I feel so, so what's it called? Happy, yes that's what I'm feeling right now. 

I bolted up from my seat ready to tell someone about my discovery. Then I halted my steps realizing that there was no one to share it with. They all no nothing about what I experience, which is a shame that no one except me will know about colors or emotions. I guess I truly am alone in the universe aren't I. 

I then start to slowly walk to my next lesson. All through the lesson I was thinking of emotions. I tried to identify what emotion I was feeling at the moment. From what I could remember from the article, I think it was sadness. I just feel strange and don't feel like everyone else. I feel this wave of hurt inside of me and it keeps growing into something more because I know that I can't share this with anyone. 

I sigh as I try to focus on the lesson in front of me. I manage to direct my attention to the teacher for a moment but then my mind slipped away and it was back again thinking about emotion. It's so strange. I wonder why I'm the only one who has it. 

                                                                     ~~~~~~~Time Skip~~~~~~~

I arrived home at the usual time, the same time as everyone else on the block. My entire family entered the house one by one and we all split up to our respective rooms to work on any assignments or work we had to do. Of course I couldn't focus on the assignment in my hands. 

I dropped it and walked up to the mirror in my room. I looked at the features on my face. I recognized the colors on my face now. I had a very pale, peachy skin with light pink lips and bright blue eyes. I also had short brown hair that was swept upwards slightly. I then looked at my clothes I was wearing a white shirt with black pants and a black tie. 

I sighed and walked away from the mirror. I feel so weird. I'm not sure what emotion this is, but it's very unsettling. I laid down on my bed and let out another large sigh. I just want to think, but I know I can't just lay here and think all day. I would be scolded for not following the rules. 

I sit up after awhile of just laying there and thinking about how my discovery today changes everything. I try my best to push all of that out of my mind and start working on the assignment I was given at school. I was able to focus on the assignment until it was done, but my thoughts were still in the back of my mind. 

I lay there on my bed after I finish and wait there until I was called down for the last meal of the day. I push my body, that was heavy with thought, off of my bed. I walked down to the table where my family members were gathered to eat. I sat down and began to eat. 

My family started up a conversation about their work and how it was going. I however didn't pitch in. I just didn't want to. They went around and talked in an orderly circle until they got to me. I just stayed silent and ate with my head down. I didn't want to talk to them right now. 

"Sean are you doing well at school?" My mother asked me. Of course now I have to answer.

"Yes." I answered as briefly as I could. My mother nodded, that's all she needs to hear. She really doesn't care. None of them do because they don't have the ability to care. She just needs to know that I am doing well, because school is very important in our society. You can't do anything without it. 

We finish our meal and excuse ourselves to our rooms. I quickly change out of my clothes and into my sleep-wear. I flop on my bed and close my eyes and hope that tomorrow will be a better day. 

                                                        ~~~~~~~Time Skip Again~~~~~~~

I wake up and start the usual morning routine. Get up, get dressed, go downstairs for meal number one and then leave for school. I followed it exactly this time because I didn't want to go through all the trouble I did yesterday. 

Once at school, I stood in line again like always and waited. But there was something different today. There was someone new standing in the line. I was intrigued, but decided against investigating further. 

It wasn't until I was in the classroom and all the normal students were in there seats when I saw the new person standing to the side of the classroom. I kept looking at this person. It was a male and I couldn't help but stare at something as strangely beautiful as he his. 

He has wonderful blackish-brown hair and beautiful brown eyes to compliment his hair. He had some thin, black glasses over his brown eyes. He had very pink lips and tan skin. He also has a very muscular body structure, contrary to my thin one. Everything about him seemed appealing to me. 

My thoughts were interrupted by the teacher introducing the new boy.

"Hello everyone, this boy here is Mark Fischbach who just transferred here."

"Welcome Mark," everybody said at the same time.

"Thank you," he said politely. My heart practically melted when I heard those words fall out of his mouth. His voice was so amazing, sure it never differed in tone just like everybody else, but the tone it was already in was beautiful. His voice was deep and rich and was intoxicating to listen to. 

"Now Mark sit in the empty seat in the back near McLoughin." Mark nodded and walked back to the only empty seat in the classroom. I felt my heart start to race as he neared me. What emotion is this? Happiness? Excitement? I decided it was some sort of mix between the two. 

"Speaking of McLoughlin, did you read the rules last night?" That stopped my thoughts right in their tracks. 

"No, ma'm." 

"Alright McLoughlin, read those tonight as an assignment. If you don't then you have broken yet another rule." 

"Alright ma'm. I'm sorry for the inconvenience." 

"I accept your apology, Sean." I felt like I wanted to die right there. Mark, the most beautiful creature I have ever seen was sitting right next to me, what did he think of me? I glanced over at him to see his unfazed face. I had forgotten, I'm the only one with emotions. Mark doesn't care about me or anything really, he doesn't have the ability to feel anything I feel about him. 

This thought pains me. Why is life so cruel?

And another chapter done. WOOOP!! I really like writing these because it's sort of a challenge to remember things that I can't use while writing. I have to remember to use different ways to describe things to make it fit into the story. I also hope that you guys are enjoying this story as well! Anyways, I hope you enjoyed this chapter and I hope to see in the next one! Bye!!