| Disclaimer: I do not own
JTHM or the characters I might portray. Amelia and whoever is affiliated
with her that is not part of the SQUEE of JTHM series is mine
though. A/N: My stomach hurts…I don't know why. I hope that when I'm done writing it'll be gone. Transcripts of a Spectator By Jess Mouse "An inside mind is a great thing. Now you may ask how to define this. I am talking about the few who see out, over, and beyond the box. The kind of mind that never spews itself to the floor, looking desperately for approval and sanctuary. The kind that eventually becomes mad because of its everlasting solitude. It's a sad thing to watch. Though people, the other people, have tried and isolate these rare and sacred humans, some still exist. Hard to find and even harder to talk to they live out their lives as outcasts and freaks. I've taken it upon myself to find these people, these Others, and get some answers, for I fear I might become one myself." |
The class was silent for a moment. Amelia slowly walked off the podium and took her seat, head tall and eyes forward. Mr. Kay, the poor teacher of this class walked up to the board and adjusted his tie "Very, err, very nice, Miss Fairfax. Your project is truly…unique." The bell rung and he couldn't help but let out a low sigh as the girl left. Her eyes never left his though, much like a hawk would watch a lone rabbit. /College doesn't usually dose this to people/ the old educator thought as he ran a hand through his thinning hair /I'll get one or two on caffeine, maybe crack at times, but never one as cra… intense, as that one. At least, not since…/ Mr. Kay shuddered and sat down in his hard wooden char. "Lord help her." After a moment he warily rummaged though a drawer, until he pulled out a small black and white photo. It was of himself, smiling, next to a young student sitting in his desk. A striped shirt and a pair of odd boots made him an object of ridicule, despite his obvious intelligence. But in the picture he was smiling, a small smile, but still a smile. His eyes though, were odd. Almost too focused…As though the boy could see out, over, and beyond. A/N: *Smiles lightly/warily* sigh…It turned out ok. Not as crappy as I planned. Short though. Please review. Thanks Bunches. |