She is Beautiful

I took a general glance at the room as the door opened in front of me, she wasn't here now.

Then I walked to the big table where the schedules were. The class starts at 8am, and continues after the break until 6pm. The good thing about this is the longer break and the fact that we don't have any homeworks, only assignments for each week. The whole classroom time was filled with theoretical classes.

At least I think this as a good thing, learning something new is fun for me, even better is when I put it on a paper.

The next class is at 2:15pm. I probably still have one hour before it.

"Let me see. The next class is… physical education." A loose smile appeared on my face, I started to stretch my legs for no reason.

Sports have always been present in my life since I was a kid. I'm not beefy or enthusiastic about it, but I can say I'm good in almost any sport. I don't like a specific sport, just the sense of freedom when you play it makes me happy, you don't need to think to play something, I just go and do it.

Still, the class isn't now, I can just do something in the meantime.

I have yet to organize my things. Yes, I should do this. My suitcase only has a few things so it will take no time.

Walking towards the door, where I thought the suitcase was, I remembered something very important.

I don't have any suitcase! I came here bare handed, even the textbooks and the notebooks are missing. How could I don't realize this before, should I laugh or cry?

I punched the table with ease, now my wrist was hurting, as expected. When I remember this my stomach heats up, I get goosebumps and a grief headache.

I don't know why this feeling, I'm sure I don't regret anything I did. Something is out of place, perhaps I got traumatized. What I did isn't meant for someone like me after all.

I don't have any mental fuel to stand against morals, the motivation to fool myself isn't anywhere. I should have prepared myself before.

My head was dizzy with pain, the air was suffocating as I couldn't breath by my mouth anymore, the feeling of being crushed by all sides made my body cold, my eyes full open and my limbs oddly glued to my body.

Screams of pain mixed with sadness and sadism left my mouth in a low voice while I searched for the door that led to the bedroom.

The door was open, I entered the room and went to the bed, my legs that I just stretched seemed to be a couple times heavier, but that didn't stop me from walking.

I threw myself at the bed, over the blanket and pillow my eyes were slowly closing, with my last vision being a smooth and brown hair that can make anyone want to pet. She was on the other side of the room, sleeping on her bed, too.

All my agonies were replaced by a fantasy feeling of a platonic love between mother and child, a love chained by time. Her emerald eyes are from someone I used to know.

In a blink of an eye, you are naked naked in an empty room, without a way to be described.

I tell myself "It is a dream." firmily, from the moment, or being more specific, I knew this from the very start, hints started to appear. The timeline you are in can easily fool anyone, people's actions are as articulate as their predicaments, personality change is just a different pattern.

From the very first action of a stabilized person is the same that defines the next action, covering all the past experiences only to do the same with the future.

What I'm trying to say is, maybe everyone has a destination predetermined by your

past, you are made of your past, so your actions do.

Even myself can't run away from this, you always tell yourself to don't do things differently.

What is the purpose of this dream? Can't I just wake up by trying? This was meant to be a dirty dream, I guess.

Anywhere inside the room I could see her image, but younger. Different from now, she had two faces. The fear in her eyes, yet killing someone just in thoughts, like somebody mad.

I liked it. But it is a dream, a distorted one, after all. I can't be here forever.

Thinking better, wasting time on my bed and being inside my head, it is more peaceful than outside.

Yet, I have few people who love me out there, I can't lie to myself and say that I don't care for them.

Ok. It is already time.

*Beep Beep*

*Beep Beep*

The alarm clock rang, I don't have any cell phone or alarm, it must be from her. My eyes are already open and I'm sitted on my bed.

She is waking up, too. Her cell phone was by her side, and stopped ringing after a few seconds.

The only problem is that I'm here, shamelessly watching her.

"Yawn!" That was the most beautiful yawn I've ever seen, to be honest.

She sitted on the bed and started to stretch her arms. After wiping her eyes with her hand, she saw me.

I know this. She is a smart girl, yes, I know this. But all people are so simple, that sometimes it's hard to believe.

Her face was still indifferent, staring at me for a good minute that seemed to be a few seconds. In the end, I was surprised and happy at the same time. The sensation of knowing what each other is saying but without any words is wonderful.

She let out a sigh, I showed her my key.

"Ok" She said.

"Great. Now you need to change yourself for the P.E class." She blushed after finally noticing what she was wearing in front of me, not that I really care. I just can't objectify her.

Again we were staring at each other.

"Can, you know, leave?" She asked me.

I face-palmed internally and left the room, now waiting for her on the fresh couch.

Now we… I don't know. This never happened to me before. I will just wait for her, maybe now she thinks of me as a friend.

She passed by the door in her school uniform.

"Hey, do you want to ask me something?" Her cold expression turned to me and made me think that I hit the jackpot.

"Nothing for now" She spoke to me.

I stood up from the couch and headed outside the room, she was still inside, thinking about something.

"Hey, what about your key?" My key was in her hands, since I let them inside the room.

"I completely forgot about it, thank you." I walked to her to pick up my room's key.

"No, you won't sleep here, do whatever you want but don't dare to come here again. Ask the principal for a new room or something."

I was confused, what a fool I'm! People that were heading to the P.E class stopped in the hallways to look at me.

"What is this? It is already happening, look" I could hear someone talking about me, obviously I didn't care about it, but it would be good for me to know why people can't act normal here.

Now I can consider that she doesn't like me, even worse, she thinks I'm weird.

I knocked on the door, now I'm without the key to unlock it.

No response.

I knocked again on the door. She opened it like an annoyed cat, almost scratching me with curses.

"Aren't you going to the P.E. Class?" I asked her.

She just closed the door on my face.

Phew. I'm having a hard time here, people are so complex.

In the end, I was just daydreaming. There is no way people are this easy. This made me forget about the headache I had. Ugh, just thinking about it makes me feel sick. I don't know what to do with it, just distracting myself must be enough.

I have to think of a way to talk with her, no way I'm going to the principal, maybe I can ask for another key in the secretary.

For now, I first need to go to the P.E. class.