I finished eating and waited for him to say something.
"You know where the PTO is correct?" He asked bluntly.
"Yes, I believe I remember where that is," I said waiting for a clue as to why I would go there.
"Go, when you get there someone will re-inform you on what you need to do dealing with your arm," He said taking a bite of his food.I stood up and turned to look in the corners at the men that stood there, I walked toward the door and opened it and walked out looking for the PTO's office. Trying to remember all of this might seem like it would be hard but the process in my brain makes it like when you open a tab on a computer you just type in the first letter of something and it's there. It will take a while to get used to once again but I'm sure I'll pick it up in no time. I got impatience with myself I started running down the halls I wanted to get healed as soon as I was able. I turned the corner and ran into someone knocking both of us down. Quickly I rolled off of him and got into a position of advantage.
"Damnit! Watch where you're going!" I yelled at him seeing as I rolled onto my bad arm. There was silence for a moment. I stood up and looked down at the person.
"Well?" I asked seeing as how they didn't really want to move.
Their arm finally went and touched the wall. He stood up and bowed slightly.
"Welcome back, Hope was it?" He said like nothing even happened.
Stunned for a second. "N-no, it's Project JOY," I said.
He stood there for a moment. "Oh, what a shame, Hope suited you," he said like he somehow knew me.
I looked around for a reason to go away, I looked at his shoes.
"Mitchel?!" I questioned.
"Yes? What is it?" he asked.
My eyes grew wide staring at his shoes, slowly my eyes drifted up, he was a very built man, neatly dressed, and straight in stature. My gaze went to his face, he had strong lips and short brown laid back hair.
"Is there something you needed?" he asked.
I shook my head and waited for him to pass me.
"Hm? Well?" He asked impatiently. This threw me off guard surely he saw me shake my head.
"Look I haven't got all day! Are you daydreaming or something?" He asked in a raised voice.
"What the hell! Do you even know who I am? What I can do?" I shouted back at him.
"Yes, do you think I'm afraid of you?!" Those words stung like a bad burn.
"I'll show you fear!" I said, my eyes quickly went to look at his. I gasped a little, "you're, you're..." I studdered.
"Blind, the word you are looking for, Princess, is blind," he said.
If I wasn't so surprised I would have hit him or something. But he simply walked right on past me, I stood there by myself for a moment.
"Oh, and 3 steps, turn right," he said as he continued to walk. I continued my own journey as to find the PTO's office, I realized the door was just a few more steps into the right. I counted 1,2,3...And again he was right. I turned back and smirked at Mitchel.
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I Dreamt of Hope
ActionDo not pity me, for I either ask for it nor want it. I may not know what I'm capable of... But neither do you.