Across Different Dimensions

Ch4: H...He's in my Mind

This is just too much. I just wanted to help a stranger and maybe understand what's going on with me and my brother. Perhaps go on an adventure that'll make life a little more interesting, but no, my brother just had to go develop telepathy.

Damn the inside of her head sounds like a monologue.

Hold up I can hear him reading my mind, wtf. Omg dude stay out of my head.

"Okay stop. You stay out of my head and I'll stay out of your head. Deal?"

Atty smiled mischeviously and continued walking to his car.

"Hey, Atty do we have a deal or not?"

"Yeah sure, sure deal."

He's so weird why didn't he just agree in the first place, dumbass.

You know I can still hear you, right?

Well stop listening if you don't like my thoughts then.

"Fine, whatever. Keep calling me a dumbass and I will talk about me and Lucia in your head. All. Day. Long."

I grimaced, then rolled my eyes and opened the door to the car backseat. Atty grabbed my jacket from off of the car floor, put it on the seat then laid the guy down... ON. MY. JACKET.

"What are you doing, he's going to get blood on my jacket," I whined.

"Well better your jacket then my seats, and because it was YOUR idea to bring him so he's going to lay on YOUR jacket. Got it?"

"Okay fair enough," I grumbled.

Atty walked over to the drivers side of the car and opened the door to get in. I looked at the guy in the backseat on my poor jacket and closed the door, then I opened the passenger door.

"Hey since this was your idea, you can be in charge of getting our bags out of the building."

"Are you serious right now? We don't need our bags we need to go get a doctor for him."

"Listen Lena, we cannot take him to the hospital. They would ask too many questions for one and two, we can just have Xavier look at him. I think he should be starting his lunch by now anyway so we'll just pick him up."

I glared at my brother then slammed the door. Why does he have to be right sometimes, it's so annoying.

"Oi, what did I tell you about slamming my doors woman?!"

I turned around, stuck out my tongue and started to run towards the main school building where our bags were. I pulled open the door and stepped inside, oh how I've missed you air conditioning. I jogged down the hallway and stopped in front of the classroom door. I pulled it open and there was our teacher english teacher, Dr. Margaret Marigold, eating a Chick-fil-A sandwich. Awwww lucky, I want a Chick-fil-A sandwich.

"Adalena what are you doing back from lunch, you still have about 20 minutes left," she said as she checked her watch.

"Uhhh there's a famiily emergency and me and my brother have to go pick up our little brother from school. So I came to grab our bags."

Please believe me. Please believe me.

"Okayyyyyyy, did you guys at least eat lunch yet."

"Yes ma'am. We finished out lunch earlier."

"Mmmmmmhmmmm," she said as she raised her eyebrow at me.

I walked in and grabbed our bags from off of our chairs, slung them over my shoulder, and turned around to leave the classroom.