I'll be back in an hour." I said, leaving no room for argument as I stepped out of her room.The date was September 26, 1983. "Maybe it'll separate us if your headache is strong enough. When she didn't respond, I decided to leave. So why does this girl have such a hold on me. I'm Aaron Paul, the hot meat that doesn't have emotions. I stared at the ceiling for a moment, trying to understand the weird feeling. "Well Vy, I don't think we will ever go back to being strangers." I said coolly, leaning back on her bed and placing my hands behind my head. I cleared my throat, trying to sound unbent. It hurt, her words actually hurt to hear. "Would it really matter Aaron? Soon enough whatever weird soul-bond, tie, whatever this telepathy thing is, when it leaves we can just go back to being strangers." "Hmm." She said, scooting further away from me on the bed and taking a seat on her desk. I'd lost my cool, but I didn't mind, Violet knew the type of person I was.
"Everything." I said, sounding like a kid who just arrived at Disney land for the first time. I was shocked that she didn't throw an insult at me. "What do you want to know?" She smiled at me, her sharp brown eyes piercing my throat making me unable to talk. Since the hospital, we had been inseparable, but I still felt like I knew nothing about her besides how her family was extremely dysfunctional and that she'd been through a traumatic situation with her ex. "I feel like we've known each other for a while, yet I don't know much about you." I said, sitting on the blanket besides Violet. I felt a soft pain in my gut, watching her but I ignored it. "Miss Veowsalot." The teacher said, sympathy clouding his expression. Violet opened her mouth as shocked gazes turned to face her. We weren't even being disruptive." This time it wasn't me who was talking. Since got detention, she would be stuck at school until I was done.
"Miss Veowsalot, would you care to join me?" A smug smirk enveloped my face as a smiled reached from ear to ear. "I'll take the hallway." I said immediately, excited to venture out of this boring class as quickly as possible. Paul, please do not disrupt my class again or you can both spend the rest of the time in the hallway." We both looked at each other, confused at what he meant. I looked back at the teacher as he cleared his throat. I was still staring at her, a small smile formed on her face as she grinned and nodded at me.
What the heck was happening? I stared at Violet, telling her to look at me.ĭid you just give me the answer? I thought, hoping she would hear me and respond. " I repeated as the teacher looked pleased. "Five to the seventh power divided by the cube root of three. Five to the seventh power divided by the cube root of three. In a second, a thought struck me in the sound of Violet's voice. I felt absolutely stupid as I cluelessly stared at the words on the screen. "Read it, it's on the screen young man." I turned to look at Violet, who simply rolled her eyes at me and looked away.įor the first time since I'd lost my powers, I wanted them back. "What was the question?" I asked, hearing a few giggles all around the classroom. "Aaron, can you answer the question please?" I had a stupid grin on my face just as he called on me. "Pay attention." She mouthed to me as I turned back around to look at our math teacher. She was as beautiful as ever and for once I felt as though I might possibly admire her more than I admire myself. I couldn't help but admire it, admire Violet. The classrooms were small, but the light shined so hugely.
Oddly enough, I enjoyed the feel of the warm heat on my skin as it bathed me through the small windows of the classroom.