Soulmate

⚛ Chapter Fifteen ~ Kennedy's POV ⚛

Our next class is Math, and I must say, I'm not happy about it. I absolutely despise Math, no matter what unit we're doing.
Walking into the classroom, I drop my stuff on the desk and sit on the wiggle chair that happens to be there. Wilson sits down to my left, Willnia beside him.
Whatever song that was playing through the PA system cuts off, and the buzz of the bell rings out through the halls. A few more people rush in and sit down before Mme Godreau comes back from the washroom.
I yank my math notebook out of my binder and pull out the sheet we were working on last. My pencil taps the desk as I read the questions on the page. I pause when I hear a small giggle, then whispering. I can't quite make out what they're saying, but I know for a fact that Wilson and Willnia are having some sort of quiet conversation.
Trying to concentrate, I write down a few numbers, answering the equations in my head. The sheet is on converting percents to degrees, and I'm pretty good at it.
When I have a calculator, at least.
I elbow Wilson, and he whips his head around to look at me. "Can I use your calculator?" I ask in a low voice.
"Um, yeah." he answers, handing it to me. I nod and go back to work, the strange sparkle in his eye haunting my memories. I've never seen it before, but now it's all I can see. What happened between those two...?
Come to think of it, he has been distracted lately. I just haven't been able to pinpoint the reason why.
Now I know, and it worries me.
He's becoming too attached to Willnia. He does know she can't stay here forever, right? I mean, it's all pretty simple.
Willnia is from a side dimension; all of them are just side dimensions, except for this one. The people in side dimensions aren't the real versions, and therefore aren't as strong or important as we in the main dimension are. The side dimensions themselves are weaker, too.
And then there's the case of Willnia having infiltrated the main dimension. That's a major problem, especially for her. You see, everyone's soul is tethered to their dimension. If you enter another one, the tether stretches. We have stronger tethers, being from the main dimension, so we could last about a week in another dimension. But the people in side dimensions have weaker tethers, so they can only spend a few days somewhere else before it snaps.
The problem itself is with Willnia's tether. If a tether snaps, your soul is detached from your body, as well as the dimension from whence you came. That means it doesn't reach heaven, and is just left floating endlessly in some sort of oblivion.
Willnia doesn't have much longer here; I can see the way she's being drained of color. Her eyes are a duller brown, her hair a dusty fade. Even her skin is much paler than when she arrived only two days ago. That's the result of her soul coming undone---her tether is on its last leg, and her soul is becoming detached from herself, leeching all color from her body.
How neither of the two lovebirds noticed this is beyond me---they're so wrapped up in eachother their hearts would forget to beat, had it not been an involuntary action.
Before I know it, I'm finished the math sheet, and I head to the front of the class to pass it in. The bell rings as I drop it into the bin, and I jog back to the desk to get my stuff and bring it to Mr. Robinson's classroom.
We have Social Studies, and after that is Lunch, when I can hopefully convince Wilson to allow me to send Willnia back home. There's no way she'll last the entire weekend.
Let's just hope she can get through this class before the tether snaps.