"Baby?" someone asked.
I blinked, opening my eyes to see my girlfriend's blue ones gazing into mine. Behind her was a sea of faces.
I breathed in, embarrassed. I couldn't believe it'd happened again.
"Omygod," I whispered.
"Alrite give her some air," one of the gym teachers said.
She peered down at me: "you alrite?"
"Yeah I'm-"
My girlfriend, Ashley, turned towards the teacher: "yeah she's fine. Nothin to see here yall move along."
When the students made no effort to move, "now!" Ashley told them.
They left, scattering.
"She need anything?" the gym teacher asked.
Ashley, who was crouched, turned again: "no I already told you she's fine."
"Ok."
The gym teacher left.
"I'm gonna go get you some soda," Ashley told me, standing.
"oh….ok," I said.
She left.
The high school common room was empty. It was lunch.
I pulled myself to a sitting position leaned against the white wall. A folded white paper appeared at my right side on the gray carpet. Something was telling me to open it.
I opened it. 'are you ok?' it read.
I looked around wondering who could've written it. I didn't see anyone. The large white room was quiet.
'it's gonna be ok,' someone told me.
My eyes filled with tears and I smelled her perfume.
'the fainting's only a part of it. The only thing it means is that you're so much stronger than the rest of us Lila. Congratulations.'
I looked around and spotted a beautiful brunette sitting across the room from me against the opposite wall.
"Hi," I said trying to be friendly.
She said nothing.
"She doesn't talk," someone told me.
I looked around towards the voice.
"What?" I asked.
"She doesn't, talk," he repeated, annoyed: "she hasn't since she transferred."
"Why?"
"I don't know."
He sighed, and left.
The brunette looked at the note and then up at me indicating she'd written it.
'it's ok you can trust her. I did,' the first voice told me.
'no,' I scribbled on the note.
The brunette came over and opened the note then wrote something on it.
'I'm here if you ever. Need someone to talk to. Even though, I don't', it read; 'I mean. She was my sister.'
"Thanks," I said, looking up at the brunette.
It was then I noticed she looked exactly like the girl we'd been discussing. I sucked in my breath. The brunette left.
I pulled out my phone flipped it open and texted Jessica my best friend. She was back in California.
'she visited me today. And there's a new girl in school who says she's her sister', the text read.
'I know she visited me too. Call me when you get back from ballet?' she texted back.
'ok love you'.
'love you too'.
At that moment Ashley breezed back into the room holding a small green can of 7Up.
"Hey sorry that took so long Mr. Schue needs me to tell you that he needs- Lila. What's wrong?" she asked sitting beside me and handing me the soda.
"Thanks," I said.
"You're welcome. What happened?"