Estle's Point of View: Shield of Fate
"This can't be normal." I repeated to myself in the mirror. The bathroom mirror wasn't telling me anything though. In fact, it just told me lies.
Why did I have this almost instinctive feeling deep inside me when that girl walked in? And then... the insane headache that didn't go away until I stepped out of the room. I didn't hear a word the teacher said, it was amazing I was still even conscious. It was still there, the feeling, deep inside my mind, pulsing in my chest. Telling me that it was ready.
Ready for what?
I got no reply, I got no answers. Maybe, I had just imagined the whole thing. I shook my head in the mirror, and turned to leave the bathroom.
I walked back to class, feeling empty, but ready for the inevitable. As I entered the room it hit me like a sack of fruit, but I was ready for it this time. I literally saw it. The aura, the glow that surrounded her, causing me to go insane. I took a lot of mental stability and self control to keep whatever it was inside me to stay locked up tight.
Truth is, I always knew this thing was there.
It was small, minuscule in comparison to the other things in my mind. Like, memories, thoughts and actions. It didn't even come close, so I just ignored it. I let it sit there and have it's only little party for all I cared. But now, I felt like it was taking control of everything I ever worked hard for to perfect. It was commanding me to set it free, and I struggled between right and wrong.
And the sense that I knew nothing of what it was.
It was hard getting through that class, especially since she knew something was up, and she kept looking in my direction. Did she know what she was doing to me? Did she even know that I was one thought away from unleashing whatever it was inside me?
Her eyes always hit me solidly, like she was afraid of me or something. But then again, she was looking at everyone that way. I didn't know whether to take it personally, but a thought did hit my mind as I was looking around the room. Was anyone else acting strangely?
Ren. Mr. Perfect. Strawberry Blond babe of the century with a smile that could melt your heart. He sat beside her, and he seemed pretty unaffected. In fact, I noticed that she kept looking at him. I tried to read what was in her eyes, but it didn't look anything like a crush. In fact it looked like... jealously.
It was hard not to be jealous of Ren. He was beautiful, his family was rich because they owned the local dairy farm and he had a million and two different things going for him. Between football and his piano playing, he would make one nice stud for any lucky girl that he picks. If only he would pick one.
I had never actually known Ren to date a girl. In fact, I haven't ever really seen him touch or hit on a girl. It was like he was unaffected by them completely. There was suspicion going around that he could be in the closet, but nothing has really proven right or wrong. He's just a mystery when it comes to his sexuality.
But then something caught my eye, I don't know what it was exactly, but the way that Ren kept sneaking glances over at the girl startled me. Did he LIKE HER? LIKE HER? It was too hard to see his face. God, if only I could get a little closer...
I tried shuffling my desk, but then people just looked at me like I was insane, and Ren broke his eye contact with the black-hair-beauty-aura-girl. I sighed.
Back to square one.
I was debating about going for another trip to the washroom, and trying to decide whether I should take another look at the new girl when I heard Ren whisper something to her. Something that practically made me fall out of my seat.
"What are you doing?" He hissed.
I turned to look at her startled face, her brown eyes wide with fear.
Oh my God! Was she using her aura on him too! No! No! This can't be happening! I have to stop this. He looked like he was going to ask her another question! What do I do?
I threw my textbook at him.
"Ow! What the fuck, Estle?" He turned around and yelled at me.
SHIT! What do I do!
I ran up quickly to get my textbook, before the teacher made any more comments. But I had done my mission. Ren stopped talking to the new girl, and I returned safely to my seat with a warning from the teacher. Everyone was looking at me like I had gone AWOL. Oh well, just a small mark on my unblemished social record. I could handle this.
Right?
