You're My Drug ~ Alistair Crow Saga

{2} What?!

I wanted to scream or run but social anxiety made me freeze in my seat. What. The. Fuck. I new stress can do some weird things, but I didn't think it could cause me to go insane. Either I'm experiencing auditory hallucinations or I have a telepathic classmate and at this point I'm really hoping it's something that can be fixed by a trip to the therapist.

Nope. It's option #2. The name's Samuel Stone, pleased to make your acquaintance.

That is seriously freaky could you get out of my head! If you want to talk to me wait and talk normally after class. Or better yet don't talk to me at all.

That's not very nice. And you wonder why you have such a hard time making friends.

Sorry if I'm a bit prickly, I did just find out that I'm either going to insane or I'm in class with a telepath. Both equally concerning.

I thought we were past the insanity plea. What will it take to convince you?

After class verbally quote Alice in wonderland to me.

You can be Alice and I'll be the mad hatter.

The period was soon over without another telepathic word from Samuel. As I left the room in search of room 116, Samuel came up behind me.

"You're entirely bonkers,"

"Excuse me?"

"But I'll tell you a secret, all the best people are."

"This is impossible!"

"Only if you think it is."

"It's completely crazy!"

"We're all mad here."

"You can stop with the quotation now."

"Aw but I was having fun. Oh well, what class is next for you?"

"Why bother asking, you could just take the information straight out of my head."

"Well first of all, I don't do anything straight, second of all that'd be rude."

"Well it was also rude to read my thoughts in class, but that didn't stop you."

"Well you would've never talked to me otherwise, I had to advance the plot somehow."

"Plot? This isn't some comic book."

"I just meant that it's boring having to keep a secret so I wanted something interesting to happen."

Our conversation was cut short when we arrived to Mr. Mathews' room. The rest of the day passed without much else happening. It turns out we have the exact same schedule which means I have to deal with the constant chatter in my head for the rest of the year.

How do you think I feel, you have two voices in your head, I have a minimum of thirty anytime I'm in school.

Damnit I was hoping we lived far enough away from each other that I'd at least have privacy at home.

Range varies depending on various things, but that doesn't matter when our houses are right next to each other. Look out your window.

I look and see him waving. Ugh, will I ever get any privacy?

Given that I have no control over this probably not.

None?

Well I have some, like I can focus on one person's thoughts but that's no different than focusing on one person's voice in a crowded cafeteria, I still hear the other thoughts I'm just only paying attention to one. I can also direct my outgoing thoughts to one person like I do with you.

Why did you reveal your secret to me, what's to say I won't tell everyone?

Well who would believe you? Plus didn't you listen to what I said during the introductions?

The gay part?

Before that.

The thing about the video games?

You're joking right? I'm talking about how I hate when people are self conscious for no reason. I wanted to help you.

I didn't need any of that. I'm fine on my own.

Don't lie you were miserable all morning. You forget I can read your mind I heard you complaining since you woke up.

So it's all because you pity me, great.

It's not pity I genuinely think your thoughts deserve to be out in the world but you keep them locked inside your head.

Apparently I didn't lock them tight enough.

Why are you so prickly towards me?

I don't know maybe it's because you've been yapping in my head all day. Or maybe it's because you have my entire life on display for you and I don't know the first thing about you.

Well if you wanted to get to know me better all you had to do was ask.

Oh my God you egocentric bastard. I'm leaving. I get up and walk downstairs where my mom is just getting home.

"Where you going, Al?"

She calls you Al?

"Don't you know when to shut up!" Did I say that out loud?

Yup.

"Excuse me?! I'm your mother, you will not speak to me that way!"

"Sorry Mom, I wasn't talking to you."

"And just who were you talking to?" She looks really mad.

"Would you believe me if I said the voices in my head?"

Technically true.

"To your room. Now!" I sulk back upstairs and plop down on my bed.

Well that worked well.

Would you shut up already? Just leave me alone!

Just let me help you.

I don't want your help! I want you out of my life!

That'll be hard seeing as we spend all of the school day together and we're neighbors.

Do you take anything seriously?!

Not usually.

Ugh it's like thinking to a brick wall

Was that a pun?

Could you stay in your own head for five minutes?!

Finally some peace and quiet. I'll just relax for a while.

...

Alright it's been five minutes.

What the fuck is wrong with you!? I'm going to play my music so loud I can't hear myself think so hopefully for the first time all day I won't hear you think!

Please don't, that'll give me a headache.

I start playing "take a hint" from Victorious as loud as possible.