Overlap

Chapter 46: Dependency

<03/15/2011 - 07:57 | Saffrin Middle School (Entrance), Austell, GA, USA>

Standing here, right outside the school entrance where others were pouring into, I stood with my back leaned against a brick pillar. My eyes were shut, my head tilted forward a little, and I kept my concentration aura as high as it could go. Ever since I met Lumina, I've gotten much better at hiding my attempts to contact her, though it's not entirely subtle.

Given what I've been through, I don't really care if I look weird to anybody right now. All I wanted, all I continued to focus on was establishing a connection with Lumina, despite knowing that it was above sixty-four degrees Fahrenheit. Sadly, my desperation didn't give me any real strength. My wishful desire went unanswered by any other cosmic boundary of the universe. I gave the attempt all that I could, and got nothing I wanted in return.

Stepping off the stone support, I just stood here aiming my eyes at the ground, blocking out my focus to the world around me. I haven't felt this upset in such a long time. All I wanted today was to hang out or talk to Lumina, even if it's just for a little while. But this chance has been denied me once again, not only for today, but for the past three days in a row.

It's gradually warming up in Georgia, with the temperatures exceeding the requirements for me to make contact with Lumina. I didn't want to care about the specifics, but this one stupid rule against telepathy in heat was finally drilling its attention into my skull. I'm so sick and tired of not being able to contact Lumina when I want to.

With my thoughts still stuck on her, I carried my things off the ground, preparing to head to my first period class, but I made it obvious even to myself that I wasn't thrilled about the way things were going. "Another day at Saffrin Middle School, and now it's going to suck!" The frustration built up inside of me quicker than anything else I was used to. Had this only been for a day, I could manage, but three days in a row where the only thing stopping me from being with Lumina is heat; it's just too sickening to me to bear now. Yet I have no choice but to endure it.

<03/15/2011 - 08:25 | Saffrin Middle School (Social Studies), Austell, GA, USA>

With the usual class recollection notes and attendance out of the way, the teacher began the next new unit with pride. "Today, we're going to cover the social behaviors of King James the Third."

All at once, the entire class erupted in woeful groans of displeasure and boredom, but in my own safe space of my mind, I complained the loudest. Ugh! I'm going to die of boredom and disgust!

My eyes wandered around the room, still taking into account how different things were without that girl in my mind. I really didn't think too much about how specific and precise telepathy was, but if Lumina and I were connected right now, she would see everything my eyes follow exactly. Normally, I would just have a conversation with Lumina at a time like this. We could talk about the entire world, and nobody else would ever know. I'm sure there is plenty more stories she can remember about observing human history. But we could talk about something else too if that got boring.

As I sat waiting, the words coming from the teacher's mouth might as well sounded like unintelligible mumble. Instead of focusing on the class, my thoughts kept bringing Lumina in the forefront of everything else. This sucks so much! I can't even pay attention to this stupid lecture anymore. I just want Lumina back in my head like old times. Why did the weather all the sudden shift to this warm front?

I tried not to think about it, but that was hard when the dozens of thoughts denied my will to change the subject. Instead, I found myself looking all around the room again, this time focusing on the students. All of the people in this room probably wouldn't have anything interesting to talk about. For them, it's all about cheerleading, talking about cute guys, or the homework they did last night, or some other useless gossip. Why can't any of those humans be more interesting? They could at least want to talk about something other than school clichés!