Isn't She?

It's one of those flashbacks again, but this one is different. It ached my head and forced me to wake up earlier than my alarm. I curled up in a ball, massaging my head and eyes. The flashback that had occured to me was odd and different, I couldn't identify the people in it aside from myself. They all had blurry faces, including the girl I seemingly danced with. All their voices weren't recognizeable at all, it felt like I was hanging out with some random strangers.

I pondered about it and there were no information going through my head. It was like a nightmare, but everything else in it felt so real, that it actually happened to me. The events felt like broken bits of memories scattered and are slowly forging back together. Like lost memories of the past that I am senselessly regaining through these flashbacks. These might be clues of something or someone I've encountered before, I might be wrong, but what are the odds of it being true?

I reclined on my bed not knowing what to do next, it's 4:20 in the morning and I'm not supposed to be restive right now, but here I am. I turned the music off that has been playing for more than three hours now, I then glanced at Emily who's laying on her stomach, fast asleep. I wonder if she is going to wake up early, if not, someone's going to chase a taxi today. Just by gazing at her, it jogged all of my memory about the words I uttered last night and I didn't mean all of those, my heart wasn't in it.

Trying to get rid of the sprouting guilt, I stood up from my bed and retreated to the bathroom. I am not usually like this, I don't lie about my words, but on that night, I think I did. I approached the sink and looked at myself in the mirror, who am I? I can't even answer that question and no one else will do that for me. I shookt my head, turning the tap on and washed my face to freshen up and get rid of these thoughts. I then grabbed the towel, glancing at the mirror once more, before going out. As soon as I went out of the bathroom, Emily was already wide awake.

"Oh, you're awake," I said, drying my face.

"Had to be awake," she replied, combing her hair. "it's our first day at the university."

I nodded, "Hey, I just wanted to clarify something about last night."

"What is it?" She inquired, tilting her head.

"The words I said last night," I explained, walking over to my bed. "Don't take those to heart, it was nothing."

"It's okay, it's mutual." she acknowledged, preparing her clothes. "Let's just forget about last night, it never happened, it was just a talk."

She draped a towel around her shoulders, carrying her bath essentials and set foot in the bathroom. As soon as she was out of sight, I took off all my clothes and changed into my uniform. The uniform is honestly stylish and comfy, it's one of those clothes that you wear during a formal event, I think it is called tuxedo, but there are differences of course. The only thing I dislike about the uniform is the necktie, I don't know how to tie it properly. Every time I try to, it's never perfect.

"Ugh, it's this necktie again." I mumbled, "you're going into my pocket."

I stuffed the necktie in my pocket, grabbing my bag along the way and went out of the room. It was still early, the sun was only about to rise, so I had enough time to cook breakfast. I rolled my sleeves up, dropping off my bag at the couch and opened the curtains in the living room. As I was about to enter the kitchen, I heard a knock on my door. I am certain it's Kody since we consume our meals in concert. I walked up the door, opening it and there I saw him carrying his utilitarian backpack in his extra tight and wrinkly uniform.

"You just showed up in time," I smiled, letting him in. "What do you want for breakfast?"

"The usual, scrambled eggs and rice." he replied, plopping down on the couch. "With a cup of Milo on the side."

I walked back inside the kitchen, preparing and placing the plates and utensils on the diner table. I then made my way toward the refridgerator, grabbing 5 eggs and a packet of Milo when Emily just suddenly appeared behind me, holding up a necktie.

"I think this belongs to you," she remarked, reaching it out to me. "Between the both of us, you are the only one who has this in your dress code."

I nodded, grabbing it. "Thank you, I didn't notice it fell from my pocket."

"Wear it, so you wouldn't have to worry about it falling out of your pocket." she adviced, sitting on the chair.

"I would, but it's annoying to put on," I denoted, cracking all the eggs in the bowl.

"Is it annoying, or you don't know how to tie it?" she mouthed, standing up.

"Annoying." I assured, whisking the egg. "It's not important anyways."

She approached me and grabbed me by the shoulder. "Let me tie it for you then, before you get in trouble for it. Give me the tie."

I paused, facing her. "No, it's fine—"

"Give it to me now. Do you want me to reach it for you?"

"—I can do it later."

I had no choice, but to give her the necktie. I reached for my it in my back pocket, giving it to her afterwards. She smoothened my necktie, wrapping it around my neck and knotting it tightly. I senselessly stared at her while she tied it for me and as soon as she tucked it under my collar, Kody barged in on us.

"Ethan, I heard you're going to be representing the school—"

Emily and I swiftly moved away from each other, she sat back on the chair while I continued beating the eggs in the bowl. Kody stood there in awe, trying to internalize the event that happened right in front of him. He dropped his phone, looking back and forth between Emily and I, until he locked his eyes on Emily, pointing at her.

"Ethan, isn't this the girl you told me about?" He implied, looking at me.