Noble Adelaide

Dreams

As soon as I walk into class I hate it. It's big, crowded, and obnoxiously loud. I don't know anyone in here and I'm not going to try to be social, that's for sure.

All of the seats in the back are taken by the nappers and delinquents. In the front few rows are the studious people who always seem to look interested in the lesson even though it's 7:40 in the morning.

Deciding to sit in the middle row closest to the walk way, I take my seat with a sigh. How in the world am I not going to fall asleep in this class is a thinker.

My phone vibrated but I ignored it and placed it on the desk in front of me prior to pulling up my hood and sinking into my gigantic hoody. 

By the time class started someone had sat next to me, I didn't bother to even look at the person. 

Somehow, without my permission, my body decided it would be nice to take a break.

Suddenly I was in a field, my favorite field. In the near distance I saw a familiar tree. I walked to it I ran my hand over its bark and took a calming breath. I felt so at peace I wanted to cry. I felt so safe and rested.

The sun was setting as I sat at the base of the tree. I wonder.. how I got here.. in every sense.

I flinch awake as a voice echos around me. "Ms. Braxton." My eyes are open and vigilant. My professor is standing at my right in the walk way with a displeased look on his face.

"Ms. Braxton. If you can't stay awake in my class than go home. The year just started and I was told to remember you, I see they were right."

I stood up. I look over at my professor. I don't know his name and I don't care to know either. "Move."

He stares back at me with shocked eyes at my tone. I narrow my eyes and his steps falter at first as he moves out of my way. I walk out of the classroom and down the hallway.

I'll never know who let me into this college. It was a mistake on their part.

I don't 'hang out' or try to fit in. I only have one friend and it took a while before I even considered him that.

Some of the classes have ended and people are spewing out of the buildings. I just kept on walking. I don't know where I was going, I just needed to think.

I jumped and grabbed the wrist of the person who tapped me on the shoulder. My grip on his wrist was bone breaking. "Don't touch me again!" I practically growled in his face as my heart kept its fast tempo. His blue-brown eyes widened for a second before he put on a small smile and held out a phone with the hand that I didn't have anchored.

"Your phone in exchange for my hand?" He asked politely. "You left it on the desk before you left. Looks like someone really wants to talk to you." He said as I let his hand go and took my phone from his other one.

I clicked the screen on and glanced at it quickly before I returned my eyes to him. I took the chance to analyze him. He had a fake, yet unfazed smile, and experienced eyes.

His smile faltered for a second as something flashed in his eyes. It was too quick for me to see and I'm not interested enough to guess.

"Thanks." I mumbled as I started to walk away.

"Wait a minute," he said quickly, this time not touching me. "Can I know your name?"

I turned around to face him, eyes hard. "No." I said strongly.

Just as I was about to leave again Sam called me. "ADDY!" I closed my eyes for a second in irritation. When I opened them again the boy in front of me was looking curiously at my friend as though he was doing something weird. Which no doubt he was. 

"Addy. There you are. I've been texting you." He said with a slight pant, was he running?

Sam draped an arm over my shoulders and wiggled his fingers. Once my hand was entwined with his he spoke. "Who are you?" He said through a laugh.

"My name is Asher. You are?" His eyes were dull and amused.

"I'm Sam. Do we have a new friend, Addy?" He said excitedly as he squeezed me tighter so I wouldn't run away.

"No." I grumbled in their direction as I averted my eyes and looked to my left.

"Ahh, your favorite word around everyone but me. At least I think so. Did she ...." Sam's voice faded off as my thoughts took over.

I'm so overwhelmed already, I want that dream that I had in my class to be real. I have to go to my happy place, my favorite place. With the one person I —

"Adelaide!" I flinched as Sam yelled suddenly in my ear. He had let me go and was looking at me with knowing eyes.

"Don't, Addy. Classes just started and— " I cut him off by placing my phone on his chest. When he grabbed it almost reflexively, I ran off in a hurry.