Somehow we ended up outside on some tables where no one was sitting. No one was around except us.
"So, do you really believe it? That I'm not real?"
"Luke, I really like you okay, but seeing my roommate talk to no one made me think, maybe I am crazy. And maybe you aren't real because no one else can see you but me."
"No one else needs to see me. Answer this question for me too, truthfully. Do you want anyone else to see me?"
"Honestly, no. I want you to be only mine, but I also don't want to be categorized as a loon. I'm not crazy."
A boy, who wasn't Luke, chuckled from across the way. And, like that, Luke was gone.
"What?"
"Nothing." He giggled again.
"Tell me." I threatened. Here this boy was, staring at me talking to no one, probably going to call me crazy.
He didn't call me crazy, nor a lunatic, he called me somefhing much worse.
"It's just that you're really..." Okay, tell me weirdo. "You're really beautiful. My name's Michael."
"Uh, my name's Eden." I know I couldn't see Luke, but he was somewhere around shaking his head and probably on the verge of tears.
"Like the Garden of Eden in the Bible?" He asked.
"Yeah, yeah haven't heard that one before." I joked.
"One day, you are going to have your own garden and it will be The Garden of Eden."
"Go away, Michael." I pleaded. I really needed to talk to Luke.
Without a word, he left.
"See that's what I'm talking about, Eden." Luke judged.
"I can't help it if you aren't the only one who thinks I'm beautiful." I smirked, bopping his nose. And my hand actually touched his nose, it didn't float through the air like I thought it would.
"I know everyone thinks you're beautiful. I just don't want you or anyone to act on it. Trust me, Eden, I am alive and real, but you aren't seeing that part of me yet. The time will come soon enough you just have to be patient. I love you, Eden." He looked down at the table, playing with his fingers.
"I love you too, Luke." He looked up at me smiling.
"Really?"
"Really."
Luke was gone, just as soon as Michael returned.
"Hey, it's time for dinner. Do you want to eat with me?"
"Of course, seeing as I have no other friends here."
"So we're friends now?" He smiled widely.
"Sure, Michael." I laughed.
"My friends call me Mikey, disregarding the fact that I don't have many friends. I have like one guy friend and it's the guidance counselor, Ashton, and a girl friend, which is you." I raised my eyebrow at him because he called me his girlfriend. "Friend as in friend that is a girl, not a girlfriend that I hug and kiss, even though I would like to."
"You're adorable, Mikey."
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"So today's your first day here, huh?" Michael asked. I nodded as we were handed our plates of delicious looking food. "How are you liking it?"
"Eh, it's good so far. Your friend, Ashton, gave me his number, y'know just in case." I looked at him for any signs of understanding.
"Ash, he doesn't just give out his number just in case. I think he likes you."
"Is there any policy on patients and counselors being more than pals?" He laughed.
"Of course, isn't there always?"
"I don't like him, anyways. I like someone else." I smiled at the thought of Luke, but I guess that's all he will ever be.
By now we had already sat down, and were halfway done with our plates.
"Who?"
"You don't know him," I sighed. No one does. No one here knows him, no one anywhere knows him except me.
"Well, tell me about him."
"Well, he's tall, he has a lip ring, he has blond hair, he's really nice, but really protective of me, he's like a guardian angel. My own personal guardian angel. I really do like him."
"He sounds like an amazing person." He sighed. "I just wish I was him. He's really lucky."
"Yeah, he is." I smiled.
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