Psyched

Wednesday, May 7, 2014

I tried to ignore the annoying ass sound that the rain was making outside my first class. I looked back at my friends Jack, Yakura , and Dash. They looked to be in an intense argument. I didnt even bother to look up as the door opened because I already knew who it was. Her thoughts were way too loud for it to be 8:40 in the morning.

"Aaahhh! Demon!" Dash Yelled.

I laughed inwardly. That boy is forever teasing her.

"Hey Mariesa." I said blandly.

"Hey T. Have you seen Zae ?"

"Nope, text her and figure out where she is. then tell her to text me."

"Ok."

After that i took out my iPod and my wireless Beats by Dre.

"T lemme get a pen."

"Goodmorning with your rude ass , and here bambam." i said handing him the pen

"Thank you."

"Mmhmm."

I sat at my desk quietly listening to my music extra loud. i really didnt feel like being bothered. class was more than halfway over. I'm just extremely grateful to have only one class with one of my crushes.

I looked around at the classroom. it was bustling with energy and thoughts. looking around with normal people eyes you wouldve seen hideous grey linoleum tiles and even uglier khaki paint with burgundy accents.

Lidell-Washington County Public Charter School System was some shit. I attend the newest , most high tech , school in the county. Yet they gave us these trifling run down portable classrooms.

But anyways, my class was full of females. I really had to stop staring otherwise i'd get called out.

"T, babygirl, what are you staring at?"

Shit. Not again.

"Nothing Mrs.Olamide. Just Daydreaming."

I sighed inwardly.

Now i know you guys are wondering "how can she hear with her music so loud?"

Thats the thing , i can , but i cant. its called a para-psychokinestitic bond. Mrs.O is one of the gifted ones too. our thoughts just bounce back and forth if i feel her subconscious call out to me.

My Name Is Ty'Shaieh Elizabeth Lynnette Blackwell.

This Is My Story.