The Reflection Of Reality

school II

So yeah, bad idea. I'm done. I'm dead

My thoughts, in this cycle over and over again. I wait impatiently while waiting for the words I was hoping to hear from her.

Finally, "It doesn't look like everyone has given their notebooks. Everyone who hasn't, may stand up." I stand up. Along with couple others, including Nick. We're basically each other.

The teacher says, "Hey Ken, why haven't you completed your notes? I might wonder you put this at the bottom of your priorities. You, along with the others may sit down."

No scoldings, no interrogation, nothing?

Weird, a weird day, I tell myself.

The lunch break is in. Everyone stares at me. I can't see whats in their eyes. Suspicusness? Jealousy? As I walk down the hallway today, I prefer to be alone in situations unlike everyday where I am not sure what's going on.

The rest of the school went without any troubles. A little too fine...

Then a thought hit me.

Everything is strange. Strange like it's whatever I desired. Like a dream. I control it. I wish what should've been and poof! I see it front of my eyes.

I try to pinch myself, only to check weather or not it's a dream.

It isn't.

While I'm playing football/soccer this evening, I'm awarded all the penalties and free kicks.

Whatever I desired.

Damn, that's too much attention. I think blindly before sleeping