Chill out

Chapter two

No, by time I sat down in study hall, no one would be able to tell I was ever stoned, even though i am completely baked. Three dabs is doing more for me than it usually does. Then again it has been a while.

I realize I have a song stuck in my head, but it's one of those that literally makes me feel insane within only a note of rememberance. Sorry that doesn't make sense. It will to those who get it, but I mean that's the only reason to know that we know that we know. Haha, I did it. Oh no this is the crazy it makes me.

We live in a fractal, bro, get over it.

Fuck I just got lost. I only realize it when the boy that sits in front of me looks at me strangely. I wonder if he can hear what I'm thinking. Then I realize I'm speaking.

"Shit, I'm sorry," I motion to him. "I'm talking to myself,"

Yeah, right. Is what his face tells me.

Then, I wonder if I was actually speaking.

I can't ask anyone, cuz I did speak.

I realize my breathing is irregular.

Thoughts are streaming across my field of mind, and I can't seem to find a sense of time. Shit, I think. Or maybe I say it. I gotta get out of here.

Suddenly, I find something in the corner of my mind. Something I feel a strange urge to do but also a thing that will ground me. I realize I have stuff in front of me. Ugh, I can't do this. I have numerous timelines open and I need to do something. Disoriented, I pack my shit up and ask to leave.

I'm going to the weight room.

Ok, actually I'm going to walk around and hopefully run into somebody that can spot me and be able to deal with a baked soul.

Sorry... Actually-there I said it for reals this time- I will ask someone to be my spotter.

Half an hour later, I'm basically tweaking out in a corner of the gym because I can't mentally let myself workout with out having a spotter, and I can't mentally find anyone to spot me.

"HA!—"

I scream as I turn to the sound.

Huh? Woah. Did I think that, say that, or hear it? There's no way of knowing. Because when you don't know something, but it's true, it must be proven through certain variables-dimensions. Information is true, but who gives the information may not be real.

As I get into this thought, I try to close it because I already forgot what it was about. Then I realize there is a boy. He's explaining something....

"... But then, I thought you were Tae, and so I wanted to scare you. I didn't want to scare you I wanted to scare Tae-"  We realize I'm staring at him at the same time, and we both look away.

I realize I'm still sitting in a corner before I realize he continued speaking. Then I stare at him intently, once again, to figure out what particular situation just happened.

And it happens again. Only this time, I speak before he stops his own silence.

"What happened?"

"I scared you...?" Right? His face says.

"No... what happened?"

"Umm, that-that's-"

Huh? His face tells me.

"You're confused!" I say excitedly after an awkward silent moment. "Wait, you're confused?" I realize I'm pouting. It turns into a disgusted face. I don't pout. Ever. "HUH?"

"That's what I said!"

"About what?" How does he know what's inside my head?

"Huh?" He conjures. I'm pretty sure that was spoken and not thought.

"What?"

"I'm asking you what!"

"About what?"

"What?"

I gasp. And Ah-ha! moment.

"That's it!" I say.

"What?"

"I don't know."

He has a strange look on his face.

Fuck! I got lost again. Was he even speaking that whole time? Maybe I just heard his thoughts. No, that would mean he could hear mine... unless I wasn't speaking those... ugh too long of a subject to put into a sentence.

"Are you ok?" He seems genuinely concerned.

"Did something happen?" Because why would he be concerned??? Something bad happened, and I have no idea what it was. But he knows. Then what is it?
I feel about to cry.

"Okay okay okay," I sigh and try to think. "What was..." He seems to hang on to each sound coming from my mouth. "What was... umm. What was the beginning?"

"Of what?"

I let out a whine. "See, what I was... I mean, really what... I mean— umm, shit! Ugh, I'm not sure. I can't say I don't know, but I REALLY—" I exhale everything that was there a moment ago.

I don't know

"What? You mumbled..." He puts a hand to his ear.

"I don't know." Time stops.

"WAIT WHAT?" His time is still stopped, it seems. I look at him. Like, really look at him. Then he starts back up again. Like he never stopped. Because he never was stopped to begin with. Eyes wide, I begin trying to find the ground. I move my shoulders, arms, and hands where 'down' should be.

Yeonghon. You're lost again.

"What?" I realize I directed it at an energy, and that energy is where... There was a boy there. Yeah... now I just gotta find... why did I... wait what?

"Why did I say what?"

"What do you mean?"

"Did I say something?"

"You said 'why did I say what',"

"No before that."

"No."

"Why?"

"What?"

I start laughing uncontrollably. I feel like I'm one inhalation from choking. Or one exhalation from suffocating. Or both. At the same time. Wait no. That's backwards. One can choke while exhaling and suffocate from inhaling. Then I'm all four at once. Woah. I'm shook.

I realize I'm not breathing anymore. No, I'm actually... what am I doing?

I'm zooming out.

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Lmfao did ya like it? I had fun with it. Comment if this should be a memorable moment for their relationship.

(And, no, I'm not saying they end up having a relationship cuz that's not even a part of the story.... duh. )