Paragraphic Memory.

Chapter 1.

I hate waking up.
I wish we never had to wake up whenever our bodies physically couldn't sleep any longer.

My alarm blares through my room, piercing my ears. I quickly shut it off, rubbing my eyes as i wake.
I slowly bring my feet to the floor, stretching my skin and bones with a groan.
Fashion was never my thing, but i refuse to attend school looking like my mother dressed me today.
I prefer to be prepared for things, even the little things.
I throw on some baggy black jeans, a black hoodie with text on the front, the casual dark converse and messy hair combo.
The usual fit.

As soon as i get the skin care and teeth brushing out of the way.
I immediately lay myself back in bed, turning my body onto my right side.
Staring blankly into my wall, i don't blink, not once. A whole minute passes by and i finally blink taking a deep breath letting out a sigh.
Rolling over onto my back i gaze up into my roof.
Closing my eyes, entering my endless mind.
Today, there is a grassy hill, with some diverse flower's, quite the variety. The air feels fresh, the imagery looks pretty. The grass is greener, the water is flowing to the side with the 1,2, couple trees i notice. I let myself lay in the grassy field, moving my bare hands through the blades of grass. Breathing deeply in and out, i pay attention to every detail.
Suddenly, i open my eyes, I'm back to looking up at my ceiling, the ceiling fan blowing gentle gusts of chilled wind down at my face.
My door opens, val walks in, the love of my life.
I love this girl, i don't think she is aware of how dear she is to me, it's me and her against the world.

"Hey quinnieeee." Val says as she sits on the edge of my bed, laying her palm on top of my hand as i lay there. I glance at her, and smile.
Sitting myself up properly, keeping our hands together.

"Hi." I speak quietly, i don't tend to enjoy talking. Yet I'd use my last breath to tell her how much i adore her if i had too.

"We are almost late for school, what are you doing still in bed silly" she slightly teased, but i can sense the genuine tone in her sentence as well. I sigh.

"I was up earlier, I've already gotten ready don't worry." I reassured her worries of being late to hell, aka school. She giggles as she pulls my arm up to bring me onto my feet and out of the door.
We began to walk to school, walking side by side on the sidewalk. She was doing the sidewalk rule, i noticed, i gave a soft smile but kept hidden to avoid her gaze.
She was ranting about something, i don't recall what about. I was too lost in my mind and thoughts to pin point her exact ranting topic.
Me and her were opposites yet so similar,
She talked a lot, i talked rarely.
I disliked physical touch, she couldn't get enough of it, so i offered my hugs to her.
We were very different people in our core, but we both were different from the majority of society.
That is probably why we're so drawn together.
Soul tied at the very least.
I never want her to leave, she probably doesn't know that.
I don't sound like i mean it when i tell her anything, but on my life, i do mean every word.
We arrive to school, i sigh as i stare around at the diverse set of students who all act the same.
High school was something i could always wait for, never looked forward to it.

"Hey i got art class with you!" Val says excitedly, i don't know where she gains all this energy in the morning. I give her a soft half smile.

"Ah. That's nice." I reply, i meant it. It actually is nice to have her in some of my classes. I probably sound sarcastic, don't i.
I don't care, she doesn't need to be aware on how desperate i am to love her.

We sit down in art class, she sits beside me.
I'm always.. nervous with her.
I never know how to act, even when I'm being technically myself i still feel awkward.
confused, maybe even lost.
I quickly shake that thought as the teacher begins to explain todays class.