Ansidara pinches his brows together. "Don't act like you don't know."
She narrows her own eyes as they stand at almost eye level. Both of their heads touch the ceiling. "Please explain Ansidara." There is confidence in her voice, emotionless confidence.
In all honesty she is not afraid of him, she is in fact afraid of what she will do if she finds the need to fight. What she could become is what she feared more than anything and no one knew this except for her.
The school bus falls to silence as every single persons beady eyes land on her, surprised, disgusted, and curious. She hates the way eyes look. She hates the way they pierce. She hated the way they appear glassy when they were fixated on one thing. She hates all eyes but she hates the human eyes most of all.
Ansidara scoffs and they direct their attention back to him. "My holo-tab, where is it."
She holds her expression almost neutral as she speaks with a sense of overwhelming bravado. "I wouldn't know because I don't have it and have no idea why you believe I do."
He nods, giving a sly smile. “Do you think I won't take legal action?”
“No,” she answers honestly. "But I know you won't unless you have the concrete evidence that proves I have stolen your holo-tab."
He studies her closely and in his own dark eyes she can see herself.
Unforgettable crimson hair, baby blue eyes and a never changing expression of being both calm, and insensitive.
He takes a small step forward shadowing over her in a means of intimidation. "After english the teacher said that you were the last one in the class room and that it was you who took the holo-tab on my desk."
She takes a step back. "She must have also told you how I took it to the office."
"Office said they didn't receive it."
That was strange because she knew for a fact she gave it to the receptionist that always sat behind the glass desk. She still recalled the way she looked up to her with a small smile. She even remembered the way her hand barley touched her fingertip. Something wasn't right. Maybe she wasn't right. Maybe she was forgetting something?
“Fight!” Someone screams from the front. “I need some drama in my life!”
Ansidara's and Solaforma's eyes break away from one another, followed by an indistinguishable feeling of what may have been emptiness.
Ansidara smiles as he puts his hands up in a form of trying to calm down the person who said it. “No, no, no.” He said his eyes crescent with a smile.
He swivels his head from left to right throwing an innocent grin as he speaks like every word was a heartfelt speech. “I could never fight a girl.” He throws Solaforma the same smile making her face twitch in disgust. “I am a gentleman after all.” He places a hand to his chest as he presents a small shrug
Girls swoon in absolute adornment. In their eyes he was just the perfect guy, strong charismatic, enthusiastic, and now a gentleman. He was painting this façade of a perfect person he could never be and Solaforma would be lying if she said it didn't bother her.
Solaforma falls back into her seat taking the statement as a conclusion to their useless discussion.
She spoke to soon.
"You need to give it back!" He rose his voice. "Or I will take action."
She narrows her eyes and does everything in her power to keep them glued to the navy blue seat in front of her. "Whether it be physical or legal so be it because I know the truth and I know that I can prove it."
She could feel him stare at her for a few seconds longer with a curious look before leaning forward so only she could hear. "Watch your back Inlustris." He was obviously unaware the warmth of his breath made her fingers itch to punch him across his symmetrical face. "Seems you forgot who lives on the same street."
She mechanically turns her head to see his face. She could see her own reflected in his eyes.
'Oh no I didn't forget.' She tells herself. 'I just don't care.'
He flinches while his nose wrinkles and his eyebrows draw together as if he had heard the thought. She moves her head ever so slightly in curiosity, like the slightest tilt would make her see this insolent brat in a whole new, life changing, perspective.
He takes a step back to look at the few spectators who snicker at the fool they believe her to be.
Without another word he walks away, the rest of the bus following his every move with worshiping and amused eyes.
They were all simple teenagers, living in a normal town with richer than average parents. Their only task was to finish high school and take over their parent’s businesses. Businesses that had continued to prosper during one of the largest economic crashes in history.
The rich had become richer while the poor only became poorer. This was a dark time when the middle class was strangely disappearing and simply trying to live became a burden for many.
During this time four children were chosen to lead the world to a brighter unknown future.
The four children?
You want to know who they were?
Well according to what their classmates saw they were, a resilient lion, a social butterfly, a docile dove, and finally a lone wolf.
None of them could have ever anticipated that one day they would meet a mysterious being that could show them a life that was worth more than any of their extravagant houses.
That being was me.
Though this isn't a story about me. No not at all.
This is a story about a girl. An anything but normal girl and her friend who was an anything but normal boy.