The Run Away

Chapter two

I close my eyes and take a deep breath.  Why In the world would we have the same birthmark? I don't understand. I've never been more confused in my life. As I stand there watching him walk away, the slight fell of the wind change sends chills up my spine.  What feels like hours goes by as I walk the rest of the way to school, but it's only been 5 minutes in the real world. The school day goes by boring as usual, and finally, I get to go to my favorite class, Math.  Without taking a step into the door I see Carson. Tilting my head I smile and walk to my seat in the back of the room. Mrs. Hall hands us our work and to my surprise, I hear a faint whisper that's coming from Carson. Twice in one day? Why in the world does he want to talk to me again?  

"Hey, Can you help me", He asks as I give him a confused look. Carson needs MY help in math. Says the boy that got second. I am frozen to the fact that I know he doesn't need help but he's asking for it. 

"Yeah", I whisper. "I can figure out number 5". And that is when I know for sure this boy just found a random reason to talk to me. There are only 4 problems. I smile trying my best not to laugh out loud.

 "Carson, there are only four problems", I smile. "Um, yeah I know. You just looked like you need someone to talk to. You know like your distracted, and you never get distracted in math", He says not making eye contact. "I'm not a nerd Carson. I like math and I just happen to be good at it. I don't have to pay attention to get it", I say looking back at my math book. Without looking at him I already know his smiling. 

The rest of the class goes by without any more interruptions and I start walking to the courtyard. I sit down on the nearest bench and pull the book that I can't seem to get outta my head, out of my bag. I open it back up and start looking at the first page and the symbol on my wrist. I can't read all of the words on the page due to the smearing but what I can read states something about past lives, kids fighting, and the future generations. What is all this supposed to mean? I just don't get it. My life just got a whole lot more confusing. I turn the page to see another symbol this one is a cross with a star on the bottom. Reading as much as I can of the page I figured out that it means brave. I flip through the book not looking at all the pages until I find one that's bookmarked. I scan over it really quick.

So this books telling me that certain special people in the world were born with certain 'birth prints' that describe them. But my just a normal person with a weird birthmark, no legends, no freaky past, it's just me.  I don't get this at all. If this book didn't look real I would say someones setting me up.  

As I get lost in my thoughts the bell rings, bringing me back to earth. I hurry to my locker and get to class. My last class of the day and I might add, my least favorite. I walk in and sit down. Everyone feels in the desks around me, taunting me, and pushing my buttons the wrong way; but I bite my tongue. I have 2 weeks of school left and I'm out of here, so why bother. The class goes by slower than any other class and I start to fall asleep. 

"Mrs. Mriar, what did you think of Romeo's actions", Mrs. Clayton asks. 

My head pops up off my desk. I look around to see everyone's eyes on me. My face is flushed and my hearts racing. "Um, sorry. what was the questions?", I ask trying to keep my voice steady. "Are you with us Brylee"? she asks putting her glasses back on. "Yes ma' ma, sorry". I look back down and pray that the bell rings. Just to my surprise three minutes later I am on my way home. 

"Brylee, wait up", I hear someone yell. I don't even have to turn around to know that is Carson calling my name. It sounds so much better coming from him, then anyone else.

 Turning around to give him a smile, He trips. I quickly walk over to him and raise my hand to help him up. "Why does one of us end up falling when we meet"? he laughs. "We didn't fall in math", I smile. 

"Well I don't know you, and I'm already falling for you", he looks up. He did not just say that. Carson Beck just flirted with me. "Oh god. I didn't mean it like that... I'm stupid and that was cheesy", He laughs. His face is red and I can't see mine, but I can feel the heat coming off of my face. "no, that response was mathematically correct", I say trying to say something to change the subject. He laughs, and his laugh is the cutest thing I've heard today. 

"So, now since I've managed to embarrass myself, do you wanna walk home with me".  He rubbed the back of his head. Is he nerves? "Um, I pass your house to go to mine. So you can walk with me", I laugh. "that's kinda what I meant", He says. 

We begin walking and I can't help but notice my arm starting to ich. I rub it hoping it will stop, but It doesn't. I look down to see a white glow over my birthmark. What in the world is happening to me. I jumped. out of everything I could have done, I jumped, halfway through a scream.  

He looks over at me with a worried look. I cant show him whatever is happening to me. So I run. I know, trust me, I know how pathetic that is. I don't know why but I couldn't think of anything to say or do. As I was running away I heard him say something. I yelled back "I have to get my brother off the bus. Talk to you tomorrow". Thank god for Andrew am I right. I finally reach my block and my arm looks completely normal. Today is the weirdest day of my life, I don't know what to do anymore. I'm a freak, or I could just be seeing things, who know. That's just great the last thing I need right now is to be losing my mind.

I sit down on the second to last step waiting for Andrew to get off the bus. I look back down at my arm. I can stop thinking about what all this means, or why me out of all people it's happening to. Andrew Finally gets off the bus and we go inside. I went straight upstairs to my room. "Mom will be home at 5. Don't break anything", I scream. "Okay, I'm going to play outside", He yells back. I hear him running down the stairs. "be careful", I say even tho I know he can't hear me. 

I walk over to my bed and pull out the book. I get the Chromebook that I purchased from the school, that way I cant search the images.  I search up everything I can think of that's in this book but nothing comes to mind. I lay my Chromebook back on the floor and stare at the ceiling. Not realizing I was drifting to sleep. 

"Brylee, there's a boy at the door for you", I faintly hear my mom yell. I just up and run to the window. They stand Carson. Does this boy have a problem?  Why in the world does her keep coming around, and suddenly wanting to talk to me? I walk down the stairs and outside. 

"Yeah", I say trying not to sound rude. If we're being honest It sounded rude anyway. "I need to talk to you about something, but I don't wanna freak you out", He says pacing back and forth. This could not get weirder. Just spit it out, boy.

 "I saw your arm", He says when I don't say anything. Does he mean when it was glowing? Oh no. I just became the laughing stock of the school. "Your birthmark. well my birthmark", he says not making eye contact. I somehow can't help but smile. So I guess it's my turn to talk. 

"Yeah. You have the same one on your back", I whisper. He looked me dead in the eyes. "How do you know?", he seems confused. "The wind blew your shirt up today, but I wasn't going to say anything", I look down at the ground. "Why do we have the same birthmark. I mean I saw yours and it's the exact same as mine. That doesn't happen", He looks nerves again. "Carson I don't know what it means, but I have something that might help us figure out". He looks up with what looks like hope in his eyes. "Were you adopted"? I ask him. He looks up confused. "Yeah why", He laughs.