Napoleon Bonaparte

Imagine.

I imagined a day where I was in high school,just a normal day,where the classes are usually quiet or loud with laughter.

But I'm not in class,I'm actually studying. Inside the school,I have a free period(without classes,not that kind of period...)and I walk into my study room,looking at all of the books in front of me.

But,I also see an image. His hair is black,long and straight,his eyes are blue,blue like water and his skin is pale and dirty,because of what he probably does. His clothes are all white,meaning he must have came from heaven or somewhere up there...

He sits on a chair in front of me,in front of the rows of books,and by the big table. He's...working?

I carry my things over to where he is and sit down beside him. Somehow,he doesn't hear me walk or heard me coming into the room. I sit my backpack down on the floor,looking over at him.

I try to speak to him..."H-hello." But he still doesn't hear me. Then,as I blink,he's gone. I never knew that man,I don't think he'll ever come back.

Then,some groups of people come and look at me. They look at me,confused,and walk away towards the other end of the study room.

Then,I hear a voice say to me,"Hello,Sephrina." The person is one of my best friends,Napoleon Bonaparte. "Hello,Bonaparte." I say to him,then turn around to say some curse words under my breath. "Well,I didn't know you were here." "I got some A's and B's in my classes so they let me take a break,which is now." "This class is suppose to be my Geometry class,but somehow I was smarter than all of my classmates so I passed and I don't have to take it again." I nod my head at him.

I open up my Algebra book,turning page after page,still not getting the words on here. "Merde." I slam my book closed and Napoleon immediately looks over at me,his eyes looking towards me and the Algebra book.

"Need any help?" He says as I take another book out of my backpack. "No. I just need time to-" "To what?" "I was just about to tell you." "Tell me what?"

"Boys are stupid." I say,putting my head on my palm,doing a thinking pose. "Hey,we are not stupid. We are very mature,thank you." I scoff. "And how so?" "Umm...why do you think I passed all of those math classes for?" "To pass them?" "No. I passed them so I could get it done,think about my future,and...umm..."

He itches the back of his neck,getting shy over me. "I...umm...wanted to see you." "See me?" "Well,we are friends. Right?" I nod my head. "But,what about-" "I shouldn't have said that. Sorry...Uh oh." "Uh oh?" "Gotta go." When I blink my eyes,he's gone,just like the person I saw earlier.

The same group that just passed me a few minutes ago,came back over again and this time they laugh at me saying that the guy I was talking to wasn't real and that I'm talking to myself. How I hate people when they do that.

Then,I see the same person again,long and straight black hair,blue eyes and white clothing. His smile is warm and beautiful,but it looks like...Napoleon?

"Bonjour,Madame." "Excuse moi?" "Sorry. Just trying to get you to speak my language..." "You also speak Italian. So...yeah." "Okay?" "UGH!" I shake my fists into the air and walk away,taking my stuff with me.

I walk down the long hall,trying to find my next class. But as I get closer to the classroom door,a hand pushes me towards the wall and I turn around,facing the person. My back is against the wall and all of my stuff goes on the floor,making all of my papers and books go everywhere making tons of noise.

The person,Napoleon,picks up my school things and gives them to me. "Don't let your things go on the floor,that's school property." "You're the one that pushed me to the wall!" "Shh." He says,putting his index finger to my lips,looking around the hall to see if anyone heard us. I bit his finger and he quietly yells out,"Ow." I put up my fist. "See this fist? It will go on your face the next time you push me somewhere. Got it?"

I walk towards the door and open it,only for the door to slam shut and the room become pitch black. I hear a hand go towards the door,trying to open it.

Then,I feel a hand go on my shoulder,whispering into my ear,"Sit autem Deus miserere animabus vestris,Spade."(Translated to:May God have mercy on your souls,Spade.)Then,the hand disappears and the lights come back on,with no one in the room.

The door slams open with Napoleon behind it,looking at me confusedly. "What the hell is this place?!" "I have no idea." I turn back around,looking around the room,seeing if the same person comes over. And yet,he does!

I turn around to see Napoleon looking at the image,his eyes wide open. "Is this..." He slowly walks over towards the image,putting his hand out. He touches the person's hand and it doesn't go through him. Hmm...

"...me?" The image nods his head. The image turns from young to old as his hair gets shorter and he looks like the old Bonaparte but his clothes are still white.

"Hello,Napoleon." The image says,showing the same smile I saw earlier. He turns his head around towards me. "Hello,Sephrina."

Then,they stand next to each other and they definitely look like each other. How can it be?

"Well,it's been too long,Sephrina. It's been years since I last saw you." The white-clothed Napoleon says,still smiling at me. "In the future,we never..." His smile fades,frowning down to the floor. "Oh." I say,knowing what he was actually going to say. "We never met again. We never became friends again. We never had a thought of being together." "I'm sorry." I frown and start to walk out the room.

I finally manage to get towards the study room when my other friend,Scarlet,comes towards me. "Hey,Sephrina." "Hi,Scarlet. How's Red?" "Oh,just being a dork as usual." I chuckle,making Scarlet chuckle too.

We turn around the corner to see Mozart and Techno come our way. As they stop,they catch their breaths,putting their hands on their legs and looking at us with their heads down.

"Scarlet...it's Red." Mozart says. "What happened?" Scarlet says,looking down at him. "He's been..." "He's been injured." Techno finishes Mozart's sentence. "Oh my god. Sorry,Sephrina. I'll be back soon." She runs towards the left,going to the infirmary hallway.

"Shadow,darling-" Shadow comes in from behind and slaps Techno in the face,making him his face into a shocked face. "What the hell was that for?! Running off in the middle of class?!" "It was an emergency!" "If it was an emergency,it would have to be either your arm getting cut off,any of your body parts broken or cut off,or it has to do with me getting detention!" "Red is injured and I had to tell Scarlet." "Oh...sorry,honey." She touches his face,making Techno wince a little and she pulls back. "Sorry."

"Where's Constanza at?" Mozart says,making everyone shrug their shoulders. "I didn't find her at all today." "Mr.Mozart." A teacher comes into the hallway,grabbing Mozart's arm and dragging him to a more private place to talk.

"Well,Techno and I have got to go now. We don't want to miss military class." "We have military class?" Shadow slaps him in the shoulder and says,"Yes,we do! Come on!" She grabs his human hand and drags him down the stairs and into the military class below where you could hear the sounds of cannons coming from a mile away.

"Sephrina." Napoleon comes in and puts a hand on mine,making him smile a little. "I've been telling people about you and I've been thinking..." "Yes?" "I was thinking we can...be more than this." "More than-"

"I was wondering if you could be my girlfriend."

My eyes stare at him in shock. I couldn't believe what he was saying. So,I told him that I would be glad to date him,but it would be impossible for us to marry or do anything intimate in the future. I told him that we are different and that a human could not marry or do anything with a robot except to command it. But,then I realized I said none of this out loud.

"Sephrina? Sephrina... Hello?" He stares back into my eyes. "Where are you?" I still stare at him,not making a sound but moving my mouth like I am speaking to him. "Are you imagining,dear?" He waves a hand to my face,but not up-close. "Are you dead-"

"You...want me...to...date...you?" I motion my hand as I say these words. He nods his head slowly. "Yes,Sephrina. I would like for you to date me." "Umm...I-" "Great! Let's go!"

He makes us run back towards our classrooms. As we get close to our chemistry class,the bell rings and there comes a hoard of students who get out of the class. In the middle of this hoard,our lips meet and it only lasts for a moment.

We go inside the chemistry class and hope that nothing else happens in this day.