"I don't care," Xion walks in front of me, arms crossed.
I glare at her, "You're being stupid."
She still won't give up the idea that I'm pretending to be Sora, even though she saw him just a minute ago!
"No, you two are being jerks. Cut it out already, you've been found out!" she replies.
I roll my eyes, "You don't know what you're saying."
Zexion groans, "Can you two not fight through lunch, please? It's distracting."
"For who?" Xion and I asked in unison.
She frowns at me, "Take the contacts out."
"I'm not wearing any," I say for the fifth time.
She turns away from me with a "Hmph!" and I sigh, "Xion, chill out, seriously."
"I'm just fine. You're being a liar," she retorts.
"Hey," I frown and grab her arm, forcing her to look at me. I openly gasp at the hot electricity running through me, almost burning me, and I let her go. She stares at me wide-eyed. Did she feel it, too? Or is she reacting to me grabbing her like that?
I shake my head, calming down, "Look, Xion, I'm not wearing contacts, okay? I'm really Vanitas. Now will you please stop acting so crazy?"
She nods slowly, "Yeah.. Sure.. I believe you.."
She's still staring at me. I stare back, guilt filling me. Did I hurt her? Did the electric buzzing hurt her? Just as I'm about to ask her what's wrong, she narrows her eyes and whispers to me, "Did you feel that, too?"
She felt the electricity. What should I do? Lie? Do I tell her the truth? It's best she doesn't know about what I really am, what my whole family is. I shake my head, giving her a smirk, "What feeling? Your annoyance? Yeah, I feel that everyday."
She frowns, then smiles, "Right, because you don't have an air of annoyance, too?"
I grin, "Nope."
Subject avoided. But for how long?
"Man, you should have seen what Riku did to the Professor! It was hilarious! Got Riku a month's worth of detention, but it was totally worth it!" Sora babbles on and on about some prank Riku played. I nod and grin and laugh at the right parts, but my mind is elsewhere. My mind is on my eyes, and on that strange electrical feel I get when Xion touched me, or I touched her. And the fact that she felt it, too. That's dangerous. I can't let her find out what I am. It'll ruin everything I have. I only have one more year of being normal, or I was supposed to. That was before I changed this morning. What is happening to me?
I shouldn't be changing this early. I'll get Dad's opinion on it when he gets back, but for now, it has to remain a secret. From everyone. The bus drops us off and we head inside. Flipping on the lights, everything's as it was when we left. I smile at the familiarity and sit on the couch. Sora drops his bag on the floor, next to mine and goes into the kitchen, "Want something to eat?"
"Yeah, see if there's any pizza left!" I reply.
Minutes later he comes in with a pizza box, "Mind if it's cold?"
"My favorite kind," I reply with a grin.
He laughs and sits next to me, setting the box on the coffee table in front of us. We turn on the t.v. and eat pizza for awhile. Sora is texting and I squint at the screen, "Texting Kairi again?"
He nods, never looking away from the screen, "Well, yeah. She's my girlfriend, Vani."
"Don't call me that," I sigh, "Do you think it'll last between you two? I mean, in a year you won't be able to be with her, you'll have to withdrawal from the humans world, relationship wise."
He frowns, turning to me, "I know. But that's a year from now. I'm going to make the most out of what little time I have left with her. I think you should do the same."
"Me?" I blink, "I don't have a girlfriend."
"Not just for girlfriends, Vanitas. Spend time with your friends," Sora explains.
I stare at him and he stares back. He knows I know he's right. Sora's weird like that. A lot of people think he's just a goofball, but the kid's got a real head on his shoulders. He's got this air about him that just screams "Listen to him!" I smile and nod, "You're right."
He smiles in return, "I'm glad you think so."
I nod and leans into the couch and catch him staring at me. I narrow my eyes, "Can I help you?"
He frowns, leaning towards me lightly, "Are you wearing contacts?"
I shake my head, "No. You are."
He groans, "Not funny. I'm trying to be serious here, it looks like you're wearing contacts."
"I'm not," I reply before I even think of telling him the truth.
Is it that obvious I'm wearing contacts? I can hardly ever see Sora's when he has them in!
He just stares at me and I look away, "Will you quit that? It's highly annoying."
"You are wearing contacts!" he gasps, "Why?"
"I'm not," I say.
"You are, for real, I can see them. And.. I think they're discolored, I can see some yellow in them. They aren't supposed to do that," he says.
My eyes snap open and I jump from the couch and run to the bathroom. Sora calls after me, following me, and I slam the door and lock it. I stare into the mirror in horror. The gold color is shining, literally, through the contacts. I'm so screwed.