Not another SuperHero #1

19. Safe?

Screeching began to tear into the air hitting my ears. I could feel my pulse racing from the pain of the terrible high pitch sound. I held onto my ears in only hopes it'd stop. To make it all go away. I could feel the sharpest pain rush up my spine as if it was a knife trying to kill me. I could feel the pain almost forcing tears out of me but I couldn't let it. Black small spots started to crowd my vision as everything soon became black.

As I gasped loudly rising out of bed like a gun shot, I began to breathe heavy, as if I haven't in years. I placed my hand over my heart as I could soon feel it slow down from the weird dream.
I glanced around my room as I began to come back into reality.
"It's okay." I whispered quietly to myself as I stood and walked down stairs. It just.... seemed so real?

As terrible dejavu hit me I shook it off. I sat on the couch as I turned on the tv again feeling a feeling of weirdness.
"It's fine." I whispered as I flickered to the news.

Woman: "Today in Central city The Flash has beat Doom in a heroic victory.

As I turned off the tv angry. "Yea Who fucking cares! Of course he did but me! Nooooooo. I didn't do annnyyything to help." I yelled at the tv standing as I began to pace. "I'm the one that turned in that dumb story." I said again out loud as I headed to Jitters.

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As I walked into the coffee shop dejavu hit me again as I just shook it off. The most annoying smile met me with a "Hi Emma!" She said happily as she can't get the hint I don't like her.
"Hey I'll take a frappe." I said in a fake tone as I laid the cash on the counter. "Coming right up." She said as I sat at a booth pulling out my laptop.

I began to type a new story of course involving The Flash because I have to, I need to keep this job. As iris handed me the coffee I began to do my research.
Suddenly a hand tapped me on the shoulder, I tuned to only see a tall, skinny, brown headed guy.

"Yes?" I asked to him as he handed me a small purse.
"Is this yours, you must've dropped it, I found it right there." He said pointing at the floor. "Yea thanks." I smiled slightly as I began to type again.

After maybe 30 seconds he sat in the chair in front of me.
"Actually, Um, we went to school together a while back." He said as I slightly remembered.
"Gary!" I said happily "Oh, yea I remember."
"Barry." He whispered.

"Anyways I was wondering if you wanted to go get a drink. Oh! Um, with me." As I was about to answer he began talking fastly.
"Not that I want to get you drink, not like a beer, or maybe a beer if you What, maybe something like a water, or not you know if you'd rather have something else. A-a ice coffee? Do you want to get a ice coffee. A ice coffee with me." As he ended the adorable little rant.

"Yes, I'd love to have an, ice coffee with you." I had to let out a little laugh as I scooted up to him. I pinched my fingers together as he got nervous. "Maybe speak a tad bit slower next time?" I giggled again at him all nervous. "Yea, speed. Its always been my problem." He said as he let an bright adorable smile pass his lips.

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Does she remember Barry? Does Barry know her? Why doesn't she not like iris?

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