20 Reasons Why We Met

Reason #1: A Pretty Girl

She was really pretty. I could tell from the look in her eyes. Sometimes, i wished people noticed things that I did, like how her hair parted in the middle when the wind blew by, causing her smile so bright to be shown to the world. A sight to behold.

My name's Alex. People think I'm sick, because I notice things. Strange, weird things people don't care about. Like the way a tree moves, or how different people walk differently. I'm always focusing on different things, but that doesn't mean I'm sick, does it?

I have a therapist. I think that she just says things to make me feel better about my illness. But, I don't even think I'm sick, so why would I be sad? I think my mom is just wasting money, however, the therapist is really nice. That's cool. However, I think she's wearing a wig, based on the way she scratches her head.

I think a lot.

However, for the first time, i wasn't actually thinking. I've never realised how much I think, until today. The moment I saw her walk down the hallway, I didn't think about how beautiful she was. I saw i with my own eyes. i was living it. I wasn't imagining, I wasn't thinking. Until, some kid hits me from the back of my head.

I started thinking again. Why in the world would he hit me?

"Loser!" the kid shouts from the back of his shoulder.

Why in the world would he think I'm a loser.

Because i'm sick. Right.

"Hey, you alright?" I suddenly realise that the beautiful girl is standing in front of me.

I gave a quick nod. I realised I couldn't think. I couldn't use my thoughts to escape her deep blue eyes.

"New kid? Well, i'm Alexa! Part of the school's welcoming committee. I was actually supposed to show you around today!" she chirped brightly.

"Cool," I said.

Wow. I said something. I haven't said a word in one whole week.

She made me speak.

Remarkable.

Wow.

I'm thinking again.

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Jaeden had broken up with me the day before.

My brother Jace was diagnosed with leukemia the day before that.

And though I wasn't diagnosed by a professional doctor,  I myself knew I was sick. Maybe depression. I don't know. However, I do know that I am sick.

It was hard to get up in the morning, go to school, pretend little Jace was in the back of the car, excited to start school, pretend Jaeden was in the driver's seat smiling as he used his left hand to hold my right. It was always hard to pretend.

It was hard to pretend that everything was alright, that the Always-happy Alexa had come to school, with a bright smile on her face, ready to take on a brand new day. Truth was, I felt like a dead soul deep inside of me.

I tried to find my friends. No one was at my locker. Oh, right. The track girls were having a week-long camp, leaving me to survive school all by myself. Everyone had friends. Even the loners were friends with the other loners. I was the true loner. 

Until, the new kid walked into school.

He was blonde, tall, all alone. Like me. He kept his head down, whispering something to himself. He probably thought all these kids were crazy. True. We were crazy. In fact, I was truly crazy in my mind. 

I walked up to him. I didn't know why I did. I just did. With a bright smile, I tapped on his shoulder and introduced myself, "New kid? Well, i'm Alexa! Part of the school's welcoming committee. I was actually supposed to show you around today!"

His reply was a simple "cool".

This welcoming committee think never existed. I just made it up because I needed a friend to survive with through the week. Maybe we could survive it together.

I looked deep into his blue eyes. Maybe this would be a one time thing. Maybe it wouldn't. All I hoped for was to survive this week without actually killing myself physically since I already mentally did.

A/N: I REWROTE THE STORY whoops