Escape from Reality

"It's my dream, the only thing that I have left to hold onto. I wouldn't expect you to understand." I hid my face in the collar of my jacket. I just wanted him to go away. 1

"Hey! I was just kidding!- Emma!" He took a stride towards me and I hunched my shoulders to hide myself. Maybe if I did that long enough it would make me seem invisible. So just as long as no one looked... I would feel that way. "Come back here!" he called to me.2

I tried to pretend that I didn't hear his shout towards me. That was something that I really didn't need at the moment. People would look and see. I didnt wan't that. Secretly inside I wanted to be noticed and for people to reach out for me. Maybe to aquire a friend in the process, but I knew that was only in my imagination that I fancied in my wild daydreams. Yes, they were those kind of dreams...3

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I would drop my books in the hallway, and on my last threads would begin to cry, unable to restrain myself from expressing from what I really felt. No one would notice. They'd keep passing me in order to keep up in their lives. Of course I couldn't be that important. Not now at the least.5

"You need help?"6

Looking up I would see an outreached hand before me. Almost like a beacon to save myself from the struggle I held within me. A miracle perhaps.7

I wouldn't say anything, only to stare up at him momentarily. I must've been in a trance for his looks. He would have been cute- green eyes, freckles, about my age -16. He was someone that I didnt know but someone I have been seeing everynight my entire life. He's been my only friend growing up, with him growing with me as well.8

"Emma? Are you okay? I saw you fall-" 9

"I'm quite alright. Really." I took his hand in mine. He pulled me up alongside him. Embarrased I looked over my shoulder. It was always so akward to have him help me everytime that I am in need. I felt too dependant on him..... Could that really be that good? It didn't seem that he minded but I couldn't tell.10

He bent down and picked up my books. Algebra 2, English, and my large binder, papers scattered in all parts. "I'll get these for you." In an instant he stood up again and handed me my books. Almost impossible, but I didn't mind.11

I smiled.12

Smiled?... I never did that.... Well... it had been a while now. 13

"Thank you."14

He gave me another hard look and walked past me. I turned around and he was gone. The hallways were almost vacant by now except for the exceptional late students trying to make it to their next class. I had to find that boy again... I never knew his name. He always got away before I had the chance to ask.15

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Overhead the sky grew heavy. It wouldn't be long until it would fall.17

I pulled my ball cap over my face to hide my appearance. But deep inside I missed that boy again. It was quiet possibly that he was the only one that kept me sane.Everytime he would appear in my day-to-day thoughts I would ask myself the same question over and over... 18

A raindrop fell down my check...19

Or so I thought...20