Steven's lunch.Mature

Lunch. Boring. I remember when I was living rough, I'd stop time as many times as I could to eat, so as to lose less time in the day... Now it seemed like that wasn't possible. I grabbed a sandwich and water from the counter, and walked towards the other end of the hall.

I didn't get there. As I was walking, trying to find a spare table, I tripped. Instinctively, I stopped time, so nobody saw me fall on my face. It would be boring to be recognised falling over on the very first day. Luckily, it was a false alarm. I regained my balance, and positionned myself in much the same position I was in when I stopped time. I resumed, and instantly noticed something was wrong. To my right, a few seconds after life continued, a girl with green eyes stopped everything as she looked at me. Her eyes grew wider. Fuck. I must have been wrong.

"Steven!" She said, in a strangled voice. I gritted my teeth. This was bad, but a situation I could get out of. Calm it down. Lie. I turned towards her, trying to have a dazed expression. "Can I talk to you for a second?" Looking around, I nodded, trying to maintain the illusion. I went to sit with the girl, slightly apart from what appeared to be two of her friends.

I sat, trying to maintain composure, but then I saw Tales. Ignoring his food, hunched over his book, swaying ever so slightly. His hands clearly pushing onto the table through the book, as if he was having trouble staying upright, let alone reading. I tried to ignore him, for the time being. The girl was speaking. "You moved." she said. I looked back at her, inquisitively. Her eyes stared into mine, seemingly searching for something. "You moved forwards. Without stepping. How?" So she had seen. Not good. Not good at all.

"Look, I didn't. I was just walking. You were distracted," I replied. Uncomfortable. I didn't like it here, even without this girl questionning my normality. She wasn't about to give up.

"I saw you, I know I did." She knew, and she wasn't about to let me tell her otherwise. Not good at all. I opened my mouth to speak, but instead of words, the sound of the bell rang out.

"Listen" she said. "If you did that, I need to talk to you about something. This is important. Let me see your lessons". I dragged a crumpled piece of paper from my back pocket, and spread it over the table. Her finger pointed to the last period. "Then. Free lesson, for me too. I'll meet you here." Before I could respond, she stood and left, glancing over her shoulder at me. She knew, and she wasn't about to let me tell her she was wrong. Feeling totally hopeless, I picked the timetable back up and stuffed it into my pocket. I looked up. Tales was gone. Another bell sounded, making my day worse and telling me I was late to my next lesson. I slung the strap of my bag over my shoulders and realised. English. This just gets better and better.

The End

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