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Decrion- Part 6
“Tasmia?”
I snapped out of my daydream, concentrating on walking less like a drunkard now. I blinked, clearing my glazed eyes, and looked straight ahead, not watching his face.
“My name is Clara,” I mumbled, my cheeks bright red. I could feel them burning.
“Your human name is Clara. Your real name is Tasmia,” he reminded me.
Yesterday still seemed like a dream to me. Even though Dmitri was no ordinary sixteen year old teenager, his human pretence was very convincing. Even his ordinary human name(James) had nothing suspicious about it. I almost forgot that he had inhuman powers, and that he was here to protect me. But I couldn’t help but feel pain at the thought of him fading after a few years. When his work here was done.
But that was in the future. Now, in this time, he was here. And I would get to know him. Why? Because I am a generally curious person. Well, nosy, but you get my drift.
Of course, everyone stared when we walked in through the school doors. Gossip doesn’t take long to circulate, even though there are too many rumors as it is. I didn’t care much, because he was right next to me, watching my every movement, watching ahead for any danger(He could sense danger before it came. Apparently, he’s 99.99% accurate. Scary)
“Be carful today. Reign in any impulses,” he whispered, his lips barely moving as he spoke. Only I heard him.
I nodded, my cheeks burning even more, if that was even possible. He left me once I’d gotten to class. I had mixed emotions at that point. I didn’t want him to leave, and yet, I didn’t want to be stared at. I just craved his company , constantly.
“You and James Handen ?”
I sighed, pretending to interested in my science notes. Haley hadn’t even bothered to say ‘Good morning’ today, so I knew she had heard some pretty good gossip. About me. And that meant, by the second class, the entire student body, not to mention all the school staff, would know about it. I groaned internally at the thought.
“Oh my, God, isn’t he like, the really cute transfer student from England?”
“Yeah! He’s like super smart or something. Do you think they’re going out?”
Great. My friends were talking about me as if I wasn’t there. Today just got worse and worse-
“…are you?”
I looked up, having missed half the question, only just noticing that it had been aimed at me. “Am I what?” I said blankly, trying to find out who of my five friends had spoken.
“Are you, or are you not, dating James Handen?” Jessica asked, looking giddy, Bad sign, very bad sign.
“I’m not…we’re just friends,” I said frowning. I’d told him people would assume this, I’d told him it would attract unnecessary attention, but did he listen? No.
Jess and the rest of my friends gave each other skeptical glances. They didn’t believe me. Only to be expected.
I sighed again, turning back to my science notes. I prayed for the teacher to come through the door faster, then realized that it was a lost cause, since our science teacher was always late. I felt like crying.
“I’m sorry.”
“Meh,” I grunted, avoiding his eyes. All this had caused me grief for the whole day, and ‘I’m sorry’ is all I got?! Even non-human boys had no sensitivity.
“I really am, Tasmia.”
I sniffed, still not looking at him. He’d been apologizing for a while now as he’d walked me home. I’d decided to welcome the thrill I got when he said my name, the way his eyes made me feel. I hadn’t completely gotten over my feeling of abnormality, but I could deal with this type of insanity.
He sighed then, giving up for the moment. I was home now, standing in front of the gate. I stared at the front door, not wanting to leave. I wanted him to stay with me.
“I won’t be far,” he said quietly, “I’ll be there if you need me.”
I very nearly had a seizure when he kissed the top of my head, then disappeared.
I let myself into the house, hyperventilating. I had to put my head in-between my knees before I could calm down properly. My mother must have dropped me on my head a lot as a child, that was the only explanation.
I did my homework in my room, doodling aimlessly on the margin of all of my copies, until I slapped myself and got myself to work.
When I was finally done, and my parents hadn’t gotten back from work yet, I stretched out on my bed, feeling the tingling at my fingertips. I didn’t think I’d reigned in my powers as much as I should have. That hot spring in the middle of my desk was most definitely my fault. Luckily, I was last in the classroom anyway. And fortunately, no one knew that the small tree that erupted from Mandy’s locker after lunch was my fault either. Who knew that imagining something, would cause that thing to happen? It had been pretty funny though; no one liked Mandy, since she was always mean to people, but got away with it by being sickeningly sweet to the teachers.
Dmitri had said that my first task would be coming up soon, since Keiko would soon find out where I was. And when that happened, I would be ready.
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