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Ayden
I smelled her before I saw her. As soon as I got around the last corner leading to the tutoring room, I caught a whiff of a new smell. It wasn't like a normal human smell... then I saw her face. She had a faint glow on her skin. Unseen to the human eye and faint, but it was unmistakably there. It was a pearly glow, reminded me of a calm lake on a moonlit night. And then there was her scent, she smelled like the forest. It wasn't her body wash or her shampoo, I would have known. It was her natural smell; it was almost like nature was within her.
It took me a mere 2 seconds to register what was going on in her mind. She was anxious about the exams, she was scared of the equations and she was awestruck at my looks. Well, I'd come across all these emotions before but still, this girl had an immediate control over my thoughts.
In the next hour, I knew everything about her. I could see all her fears, all her worries and everything that made her happy. I knew about every embarrassing moment she had and how bravely she'd faced them. I could see her from the time she was a kid; that is as far as her memory would go. I could see every single blemish on her skin due to her allergy and every single thing made me want to know her better. Every imperfection she felt about herself and her life, I somehow felt this urge to make it perfect for her.
Everyday, her feelings got me more interested in her. She always had mixed feelings about everything from her clothes to her food. And then one day it hit me, the dream she had about me. I could see her dream as clearly as I see the world. Every single thing she felt in that dream, I wanted to make her feel in reality. And then something bugged me. There was this blank part in her memories... like her mind had blocked a part of it. What could it be?
I was restless for days. She haunted my every moment. Even my parents could see my agitation. They could see the reason in my head and I was surprised when they didn't try to stop me. Still, Annabell wasn't so happy about me getting involved with some random girl but she wasn't just any girl. In all these years, no one had ruled my thoughts, ever. I had to talk to her; it was like an irresistible force pulling me towards her. So I called her and set up a dinner together. I had to be with her.
Mayira
I took a deep breath as I unconsciously clutched my locket. There was nothing special about the locket. It was a blue-green sphere with hints of reds and browns. A swirl of delicate gold tendrils wrapped around it. The tendrils bunched into a thicker band at the point where it hung from the gold chain and on the band, there was a cursive 'M' which was for my name. After a moment I spoke.
"Enough about me. Tell me about yourself."
"Well, there are four members in my family. You know my sister Annabell. Then there's my mom and dad. Dad's a business man and his business in centered in Europe. We came back here because dad wanted to be close to his roots. There is one more person, Hidie. My parents sort of let her live with us. We're not siblings, but I regard her as a sister."
I sat there, listening to him talk about himself and I almost felt like I'd get lost in his eyes. They were so deep, so strange and yet so beautiful.
"Maybe we should do this more often." His voice brought me out of my reverie. I nodded my head in agreement. I enjoyed his company; actually I was getting addicted to him. Something tugged in my head about how impossible it was for someone like him to be real, but still I craved for his company.
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I felt a tugging at my sleeve and my mind shot right into attention. Oh no, I was doing it again, day dreaming. I glanced at Amy and she was giving me an I-know-
you're-hiding-something
look. I turned to look at our teacher at the front of the room.
Darn the nomenclatures
I thought as I took notes. I puffed at the strand of hair that had fallen over my eyes in frustration.
C5H4N-3-CO2H = pyridine-3-carboxylic acid = niacin = vitamin B3
Why the hell couldn't it just be vitamin B? That would have made things much easier. Carbon counting, OK, I could handle that, but from where hell did 'pyridine-3-whatnot' come from?
Concentrate concentrate concentrate
... I chanted as I held my locket and started 'nomenclating' the other carbon structures.
And then, like I needed more distraction, I felt his gaze on me again. I turned my head to my right and I saw him looking at me like I was a comedy movie. I narrowed my eyes and moved my hand to show him I'd slit his neck off and his silent laughter just grew in intensity. I was comfortable enough with him to actually threaten him about something like that... not that I would ever try that. I'd have my lips there rather than a knife... I shook my head. I knew I was going insane.
There was no chance I was going to move my eyes from my teacher today. Concentrate.
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"Comm'on, spit it out!!" Amy said, giving me a mischievous smile.
"Spit what out? I haven't even started eating yet." I replied trying to be funny and pointing at my untouched burger. I had been dreading this moment since our chemistry class but she hadn't had time to ask me.
"You know what I'm talking about. Ayden Castellan. Comm'on I need to know." She said impatiently, like it was the juiciest gossip topic of all times. God I hated gossiping. "You guys are going out, right?" she added
Yeah yeah we were going out. It had been more than a month since we first talked. Why should I deny when I was head over heels in love with him? I mean, I didn't even have the occasional feelings of doubt anymore. I just knew it was him.
"Yes we are. But it's not official yet. I mean, not officially dating. We usually study together but he hasn't asked me out for a date yet." I replied suddenly feeling uncertain. The 'what if' question started prodding my mind. What if he didn't like me? Or what if he said
'oh no May, I like you just as a friend.'