All eyes on me
Chapter 1
I don't own twilight
I'm sitting in the corner of the lunch room looking into space. I hear all the other assholes talking aka student body of forks Washington I call them assholes because all they do is pick on the blind kid that minds his own business I seem to be the most exciting thing in this a grade class or assholes I swear. I hate the sounds of there move no matter what I feel like they are mocking my every thought and word sure Ik I'm not on their minds right now hell they don't even know I'm here and I try to keep it that way because once they see me they pity me or make fun it's ether one of those to but mostly pity which is so not cool come on if they got to know me they would know I'm the coolest thing that stepped in forks if I don't say so myself yea yea all laughs but that's how I feel. But enough about me back to the assholes in the lunch room for the past few weeks all they'd assholes can talk about is the Cullen's which i don't know it's kind of weird how they all seem to know all about them and nun of them have actually seen them yet small town life for u aye they take gossip and run marathons with it but any way I'm just glad attention been off me I've leaves in forks all my life I feel close to this place in away it like I see without seeing I have a gift that I try not to tell anyone about because I don't know they might try to experiment on me I can see by touching others I can only see what they see and what they have seen its like I can see they past and present moments. Which I don't really get to try much and don't really like the idea of being in people's heads it's just plan i don't know plain weird for me I feel like I'm a rapist a rapist of their thoughts which isn't cool at all. I hear laughter and talking everywhere until the lunchroom goes silent everyone's quiet saying nothing it's like they just seen a known killer or something. I slow by breathing and I listen I hear the cafeteria door open I hear foot steps it's weird because there foot steps seemed perfect not loud and clumsy like most but something told me just by that they wasn't normal but it didn't freak me out it kind of drew me in and not to mention this crazy pull I'm feeling for some reason it felt like it was snatch me out of my seat then I heard the steps it sounded smaller than the rest and more graceful than the rest almost like she was dancing and that's wen I heard it Alice stop being a show off and come sit down we don't need to draw attention to our selfs I whispered I wouldn't be able to her his words if I was normal like the other but thanks to my blindness I have to depend on my other senses to make up for the one I don't have but it stuck me Alice it seemed like the weirdest deja vu it's like I know that person like just by her name I seen her from somewhere but which is weird because I can't see the only time I see is ether when I touch someone or in my dreams but this is a feeling I can't shake I have to see her someway because this pull is really aggravating so deal with