It was the last class of the day, and about 10 minutes until school let
out. It had started raining, and I was having difficulty concentrating on
the work, though algebra rarely made sense to me anyway. Suddenly I got a
prickling feeling all up my spine. I closed my eyes, and when I opened
them, it didn't look like I was in the classroom anymore. I was back in the
digital world, and it was raining again. I saw figure I had seen through
the rain, except it was clearer. The rain had either ceased for a small
part or I was closer to whoever it was. It was a somebody, because I could
tell by the outline.
"Hello?" I called, "Who, who are you?"
"Come with me and I will show you."came the voice. It was the same as the one from my dream.
I began walking towards it and then, just as suddenly as it had all started, it stopped again. I looked around. People were filing out of the class room while others were collecting their books and other papers and putting them in their backpacks.
I inhaled sharply and slammed my book shut. I grabbed up my backpack, put the book inside, and left quickly. Davis was waiting for me outside of the room.
"What's up?" he asked concernedly. "You zoned out in there for a few minutes. Is everything okay?"
"It happened again. You know the dream I told you all about? Well, it happened again," I said quickly.
"That isn't good."
"I'm going."
"Where?"
"To the digital word."
"I'm coming with you."
"No, you're not," I said sharply. I figured that this was my battle, and I intended to keep it that way.
"I don't want you to get hurt." Davis said softly. He looked into my eyes. I couldn't return the look.
"Davis." I closed my eyes and turned my head away. Why did he have to be like that?
"Promise me you won't go alone?" he continued in that soft voice, "I don't even care if it isn't with me, just promise me you won't go alone. I have a bad feeling about the entire thing."
"Davis, I.I can't promise you that."
"Then I will go anyway. I can't let you get hurt," Davis kept repeating that same point in that same soft voice.
"Why do you persist like this?"
"Because I-" he began, but was interrupted by Ken coming up to us.
"Hey, you still coming over so we can practice?" he asked us both. We three had made arrangements to go over to Ken's house and then on to the soccer field to practice and just play around a bit. Even though it was raining, Ken hadn't really changed his plans.
"Uhm, I don't think I can.something has.er.come up," I said and looked away again.
"Oh.well, you'll still come, right Davis?"
"No, something has 'come up' with me too," Davis said and gave me a stern look.
"Well, okay then," Ken sighed disappointedly, "maybe next week," he walked quickly away from us. Davis looked at me again, just as he had before. He was about to speak again, when Miyako came running up to us.
"I don't know whether you two love-birds noticed or not, but you're the only two people left in this corridor! C'mon! Let's go." she ran on. She had obviously been kept over for being smart with the teacher again.
"We aren't 'love-birds' you dumb whore!" I yelled at her. She glared back at me and flicked me off. I turned back to Davis who still had that same look on his face.
"Naomi, please, just don't go alone. I.I care too much about you to let you do this," he looked at me again. Finally, I looked into his eyes.
"Davis, I have to go. I have to. I don't know why, I just know I do. I'll be okay. Don't worry about me. I will be fine. I always am. Just don't worry. Okay?"
"Okay." he sighed. I knew he didn't mean it and would worry his head off until he saw me the next day, but I looked him in the eyes, nodded, and walked off. It had finally stopped raining.
"Hello?" I called, "Who, who are you?"
"Come with me and I will show you."came the voice. It was the same as the one from my dream.
I began walking towards it and then, just as suddenly as it had all started, it stopped again. I looked around. People were filing out of the class room while others were collecting their books and other papers and putting them in their backpacks.
I inhaled sharply and slammed my book shut. I grabbed up my backpack, put the book inside, and left quickly. Davis was waiting for me outside of the room.
"What's up?" he asked concernedly. "You zoned out in there for a few minutes. Is everything okay?"
"It happened again. You know the dream I told you all about? Well, it happened again," I said quickly.
"That isn't good."
"I'm going."
"Where?"
"To the digital word."
"I'm coming with you."
"No, you're not," I said sharply. I figured that this was my battle, and I intended to keep it that way.
"I don't want you to get hurt." Davis said softly. He looked into my eyes. I couldn't return the look.
"Davis." I closed my eyes and turned my head away. Why did he have to be like that?
"Promise me you won't go alone?" he continued in that soft voice, "I don't even care if it isn't with me, just promise me you won't go alone. I have a bad feeling about the entire thing."
"Davis, I.I can't promise you that."
"Then I will go anyway. I can't let you get hurt," Davis kept repeating that same point in that same soft voice.
"Why do you persist like this?"
"Because I-" he began, but was interrupted by Ken coming up to us.
"Hey, you still coming over so we can practice?" he asked us both. We three had made arrangements to go over to Ken's house and then on to the soccer field to practice and just play around a bit. Even though it was raining, Ken hadn't really changed his plans.
"Uhm, I don't think I can.something has.er.come up," I said and looked away again.
"Oh.well, you'll still come, right Davis?"
"No, something has 'come up' with me too," Davis said and gave me a stern look.
"Well, okay then," Ken sighed disappointedly, "maybe next week," he walked quickly away from us. Davis looked at me again, just as he had before. He was about to speak again, when Miyako came running up to us.
"I don't know whether you two love-birds noticed or not, but you're the only two people left in this corridor! C'mon! Let's go." she ran on. She had obviously been kept over for being smart with the teacher again.
"We aren't 'love-birds' you dumb whore!" I yelled at her. She glared back at me and flicked me off. I turned back to Davis who still had that same look on his face.
"Naomi, please, just don't go alone. I.I care too much about you to let you do this," he looked at me again. Finally, I looked into his eyes.
"Davis, I have to go. I have to. I don't know why, I just know I do. I'll be okay. Don't worry about me. I will be fine. I always am. Just don't worry. Okay?"
"Okay." he sighed. I knew he didn't mean it and would worry his head off until he saw me the next day, but I looked him in the eyes, nodded, and walked off. It had finally stopped raining.