A Floater

I opened my eyes to my girlfriend hovering above me. The kind of "instantly wide awake" that likes to tag along behind falling in a dream until you wake up.

Several blinks later I realized what was truly wrong with this picture.

Number one, my girlfriend was literally hovering over me, like fast asleep but levitating several feet past where gravity would usually allow someone to sleep.

Number two, I don't have a girlfriend. No instead this was the girl across the street that always looked through her window at me but I was too afraid to even say "hi" to.

We had lived in the neighborhood together for thirteen years and I only knew her name was Lilah.

Anyways, I rolled out of my bed and investigated further only to find the glass to the bedroom window of mine was split into two decisive groups.

One group resided where I had last seen it, in the window frame.

The other group seemed to have defected itself to the floor of my room, which made me quickly come to conclusion that Lilah had indeed flown in through my window.

This was proved perfectly truthful as her bedroom window, from what I could see from my window, had similar qualities.

Not exactly a dream-like entrance, but whatever.

I rubbed the stubble of my chin thoughtfully, and, like 5 o'clock shadow magic, both windows slowly put themselves together piece by piece.

Interesting, that's never happened before.

I shrugged it off, and decided to have a shower, but before I could even take a step, as if by mere whim, the water in my shower turned on to a luke-warm temperature.

It then shot out of my bathroom, and water water-spouted around me, just on cue with my clothes flying off and folding themselves on top of my dresser.

The smell of shampoo was quickly followed by it impacting my head and quickly being washed away with the tornado shower that embraced me.

In a flash, the water was gone and my towel began to give me a full dry off as my clothes dressed themselves.

My mind sped in turn; socks, boxers, pants, belt, shirt. Star treatment, no strings attached, literally.

I looked at Lilah, before deciding she looked too peaceful in her sleep to disturb, so I lowered her onto my bed, and tucked her in with my mind.

I levitated down the hall and stairway and straight out the front door, my bag following me.

It was then that I decided it would look unnatural if I floated everywhere, so I elected to walk instead.

By "walk" I mean "float a centimeter off the ground but move my feet like I'm walking so it looks like I'm getting no traction but still moving".

I'm so clever sometimes.

I got onto the bus without a hitch but quite a few weird looks, and some of the highlights of my morning at school included:

-Making chalk dust float into people's nose so they sneeze

-Moving people's lock so they get their combination wrong

-Freezing snacks mid-fall in the vending machine

-And finally, dropping Mr. Madeki's pants just enough so everyone witness his out of season Christmas boxers and his "Mom" tattoo that resided on his lower left back.

At lunch, Lilah finally caught up with me.

"Kevin did we...." I kept "walking", still too shy to talk to her even with my telekinetic powers.

"Kevin would you stop for a sec..."

"What happened last night..."

and finally: "Call me!"

At this I stopped, floated someone else's pen and paper to her, giving her enough time to write down her number, before sending the pen back to the owner, and the paper to me.

I gave her an unpracticed and uncharacteristic wink, before turning away blushing and continuing to "walk" away with her number floating in my pocket.

Beside's making yogurt drop on some of the jock's in the cafeteria, I nearly ceased all use of my telekinesis, as I felt I was using it too much.

This continued until after play rehearsal, when I was walking home, and I was on the road in between Lilah's and my own house.

It was getting dark and I could see her room's light on. It must have been almost 6 o'clock because I could hear her favorite show that was always on at 5:30 through her open and cracked window.

I swallowed the lump in my throat and floated to her window. Tapping silently on the window I tried to force out her name.

"Lilah..." came out in just a whisper.

She must have heard me because the T.V. turned off and I could hear shuffling.

What I didn't hear, was a light switch, because just like that, my powers turned off, and I was left dangling from her windowsill.

"Lilah!" I screamed in panic.

She rushed to the window, and, with eyes wide in amazement, pulled me inside.

I tried really hard to catch my breath as she just looked at me with concern.

Eventually I did and I looked at her.

"What?" she replied to my stare.

"Hi..." I wheezed out.

"Heh, hi to you too." She smiled in bewilderment.

And you know, considering the whole, in her room and being so close to her that I could have kissed her, I really wished I still had my powers at that time.

Because just at that moment,

her father decided to "float" in.