I thought that when I enter a classroom, I'll experience a new 'something'.

As Mr. Robins and I entered the room, expected awes and hanging mouths welcomed me, and that's the usual I'm kind of tired from. Guess what? There was something new.

I might have chuckled, as I come to know that, and of course, I won't. What? Oh yes, that. You see, everyone was staring at me with different expressions on their faces while side-commenting, murmuring, and whispering. Some even giggled and several daydreamed, and there she was, not even flinching or moving an inch, not even bothering to look up and notice what this class was doing.

Suddenly, I saw clear blue orbs widening, and a small smile curving from her lips. After a blink, that familiar moment was gone, and I thought that was real. How refreshing, since when I last saw her, she was curious of me when we met.

"Class." Mr. Robins rang a wake-up bell, and brought me back to reality. As the basics tell, I gazed at the people in the room with a friendly gesture.

"This is Damen Auguste. He just moved here from New Mexico-"

In just a second, the whole room burst with thoughts. Oh, life. And with that, I saw her face with mixed emotions of pain and irritation. Someone's thoughts evaded her mind, and it's... Stacia Miller's? Hmm, seems to explain things I hear from her mind:

Damen Auguste is totally smoking hot. A compliment, perhaps? I don't know what to say.

Honor completely agrees. I'm really...flattered.

So does Honor's boyfriend, Craig, but that's a whole other story. ...OH.

"...okay, Damen, you can take that empty seat in the back, right next to Ever. You'll have to share her book until you get your own copy," the teacher finished as I tried not to mind about the last part though. I nodded obediently, and went to the back, while I felt that people's eyes were tearing me with looks. No worries, I'm already used to it, and that's just natural.

Ignoring the surrounding distraction around us, I broke the 'silence' around her with a "Hey," with me sliding onto my seat, and our backpacks falling to the floor. I'm glad that Mr. Robins gave me this chance. Well, I can do that sooner or later, but that's no. I just, can't wait for this once-in-a-lifetime moment. Again.

It seemed to increase its chance to success. Good start, huh? Once again, the ever helpful Mr. Robins made me remember another hint. With that, I leaned near her and said, "Mind if I share?"

Looking hesitated, she slide her book, anyway. I'd like to pretend to see the book, and I brought the chair closer, bridging the small gap between us, she scooted to the farthest part of her seat and hide beneath her hood. I laughed under my breath, realizing how dumb I am. Of course, she's just new to her abilities, and wouldn't have a chance to know that there are ways on how to 'live normally' even if she had that power, with no fear of being touched. And hey, is it everyday that a stranger comes and... well, looks so suspicious with the 'closing' thing?

Ever. Her name. With those blue eyes with storm, she looked at me, with no idea what my silent laughter meant, since the class began. I felt a little guilty, since she sunk even lower. She probably thought I was laughing at her or something... but I wasn't. Really. Though, I can't really tell her that or it could cause further misunderstandings.

Anyway, I glanced at the people at the room. So many scattered thoughts drifting around, yet, there's not a thought that says nice about the both of us. Well, about her mainly, because of me. Back to observing her, Ever was very eager to end this class, but, I was very eager to spend time with her more, even if it means I have to go through all of this, too.

Lunch time it was.

Good thoughts. Again...and it multiplied. Wow, I'm already a celebrity the second - no, the... wait, I've lost count. I sighed, and told myself that I'll just ignore it as usual, like what I always do with those ways the girls blush about me and those, uh, haters.

I went to some 'private' table… not so private that looks like it is open to all. Smiling and chatting to people I knew (through thoughts) while listening to her chat with her best of friends (Once again, through thoughts).

I still can't go to the stage, after all. She'll need adjustments for me to do that, first.

"…Oh no, please not you, too," Ever said, shaking her head and bite into her apple. Saying that, it's like there's a new virus: Damen bird flu. Everyone caught that will fall over heels for Damen Auguste, our new superstar. Her friends kept talking about me; all the while she thinks I'm too much for a big deal. I should have kept a low profile, if that was the case, but... I can't help it. Humans are too... flashy with their eyes; they are easily attracted to what they see outside very much often, and this one was the same as all.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a woman, asking her. Haven.

Then, after a while, I saw the guy talk with them now, and I guess he's Miles. Actually, he prefers to be like Haven and Ever, but who cares about genders, I'd say he go for it if I could, unlike those people who judge before they know what they're actually judging. I averted my gaze, back to the red liquid I sip, as my lunch. How I wanted to join in the fun already.

Thinking about time tables, thank the superiors for my schedule. I realized that I got to share with Ever in first period, which was English class and the sixth period, the Art class, which was, by the way, I really like, even from the start of time.

I made my day straight afterwards, until the time for us to go home came, and I'm really looking forward to see her at the lot, and observe that face I've been watching from the very first day I took her picture.

I walked normally to my car, tossing my bag and closing the door. Resting against it, I looked at them with curiosity, of what could be happening, since I temporarily stopped reading minds, because my senses are telling me this was going to be interesting. Miles was here, so was she. Right here, really.

It was interesting, indeed. Ever's clear ocean-colored eyes have a contact with mine, and in an instant, I saw myself in her thoughts, dazzled. I grinned, since I was kind of surprised I saw a hint of my impact, and a little to add in those features, with the hope that she'll remember me, even in her dreams as I always think of her.

Like a magnet, my eyes pulled hers. I can see that memory in her head, and that she's trying hard to remember, but it's no use. It's not the right time yet, so please don't force it if you still can't, Ever. I have time in my hands.

"Um, Ever? Hel-lo? You can wake up now. Please," Miles broke the connection, as I blinked and smiled sheepishly. It really got into me. Miles gave a nervous grin, and apologized, "Sorry about my friend here, she usually has her hood on."

I fixed my gaze on her, and gave her a friendly simper. She seemed to be astonished, to see that I have no aura. Oh, what is an Aura? Well, aura are those colorful shades around a figure of a person that reflect how the person is physically and emotionally fairing, and it would be really strange that a living being like me, unlike all others, have no aura.

I held my smile, wondering playfully why I am like that, as she showed a puzzled glow.

Back to the real world, I spoke.

"'Ever', right?"

"Oh, sorry." Miles stood for her, when I caught her motioning him to. "Damen, Ever–Ever, Damen."

I glanced to Miles, thanking him for his effort for introduction. With an excuse, with the perfect smile meant for the perfect girl, I asked Ever, "Can you lend me a copy of Wuthering Heights? I need to get caught up, and I won't have time to visit the bookstore tonight."

She carefully got her book as a sign of confirmation, with two sides of her arguing for the physical touch. But, of course not, she won't be feeling anything. I touched her hand, got the book, tossed it to my car surely with no problem. It was amusing to see her baffled somehow; I wonder when I could tease her just like...yesterday.

"See you tomorrow."

I glanced goodbye to Miles, and went into my car, slammed it shut, and drove away.

She'll have many questions, which are for sure. But, it wasn't the time yet to expose myself. I'll let her be with me, slowly but surely. I once again felt my hand, reminiscing how it touched her hand once again. I smiled at the whole thought as I drove into the horizon...