she was the galaxy

I.

She walked in the room and it was as noisy and silent as when the universe came to be, or as noisy as you think it would be and silent as it was. It was like someone pushed the mute and the slow motion button on the TV at the same time, at least it was for me. People's lips were moving but no sound came out, at first I thought they were being hush hush about it, but they weren't.

I didn't notice her right away. The talking but no sound was my first experience of her, the thinking holy shit I've gone deaf. My second was Mrs. Pines turning around wondering why the hell calculus was do damn interesting, and yeah I could hear at this point. She saw it- her - after everyone else, at the exact same moment I did. I saw what - who they were looking at. She said her name was Addie and mumbled a few other things that couldn't be comprehended while trying not to stare at her.

Her hair was red, scratch that, orange, forget the orange and red bull shit, it was electric purple. The roots were orange. It was tucked behind her ears and cascaded past her shoulders but not to the exotic length you think it would be. It was wavy, maybe curled, maybe not, it was hard to tell.

Her hair was the first thing I saw and I remembered thinking why the hell would anyone dye their hair like that? Then I got the answer:she was hiding behind it because her face was angelic. Her eyes were dark blue ringed black with specks of brown - no browns too harsh a color- her eyes were blue, black, and gold. Her skin had no color, pale as the moon. She looked slightly peach then, probably blushing,or at least blushing as much as someone so pale can blush. Her nose sloped at just the right angle. She had a nose ring, the moon, I thought looking at it. Her lips were in a line, pale like the rest of her. To stop looking at them, no matter how tempting, I decided to look at her ears, so maybe she wouldn't think I was staring.

She wore a different earing on each ear. Instead of thinking what I normally do, ain't that odd? I found myself thinking, how unique? I like that she only wore two instead of two-thousand, one on each ear in the usual spot. (And thank God she didnt have gages because even her ears were perfect and that shit would of ruined them.) She wasn't the type to overkill on the jewelry like most the kids in school. (Yes, I said kids, yes that means guys to.) Anyway the one on the left - hers not mine - side not earrings - was the earth, the one on her right the sun. It was fitting that she did it that way.

Then she caught me starring at her nose ring and quick put her hand to her face and pretended to itch her nose. She brought her hand down and held them close together in front of her stomach. She slowly began to wrap in arms around her in a desperate attempt to hide, to cocoon. She was slouching, probably nervous wondering when the hell is this lady going to stop introducing me and get on with her damn calculus class. I looked at her hands after decideing this whole cocooning thing wasnt working out the way she had hoped. It puzzled me at first. Then I realized it. The rings of saturn.

The last first thing I thought about her, who is this girl?
Now I almost wish I never asked myself that, almost, but not quite.

I finished dissecting this galaxy girl of sorts just in time. Mrs. Pines returns to board and as she so lovingly puts it the wonderful world of calculus.

Addie picked a seat behind me and not five minuets later the bell rang. The bell schedule was barley half over but I felt like half a day was now half a century in her presence. I left early, when my mom came home I told her I was sick, it was a lie.

She asked if it was car sickness again. I said no. She said she'd buy me a better car if she could. I told her It didn't work that way and I knew she felt that bad about my impounded resume pice I of shit that somewhat resembles a car. Besides I told her i can just ride my bike, it's not too far, the neighborhood so safe. She said it would be to cold shortly it was already November. I said I was going to do some homework. She asked if I wanted dinner I had said no.

         The conversation wasn't about my bike or car, it was about her being a good or bad parent. Of course she's a good one, but she shouldn't have to go it alone, never should of. I feel awful for lying, it wasn't the first lie I ever told, only the first to her, and definitely not the last.

       That was the first lie in the snowball effect that went down a long hill for miles. That snowball could crush a car now and would only get bigger.

       The car sickness wasn't an actual lie. As a kid it was bad. I would have to stop to throw up on the side of the road two or three times in a fifty mile trip. It's gotten better though. I still get sick to my stomach first and second period after driving to school most days. The doctors never really figured it out, nothing worked. Not even those stupid piece of shit sea bands you put around your wrists.

      I climbed the stairs wondering if she figured it out and just didn't tell. I only get sick first and second period but I came home fifth. She stopped in the living room. I dint turn around to look at but I knew she was there. I continued up the stairs contemplating Addie, and her effect on me. I went to my room and slept right in the middle of the day. I slept for four hours and drempt of the same five minuets the whole time.

      She came in later and asked what was wrong. I did what most people would do, I pretended to sleep, even though I just woke up and my eyes refused to shut for more than a blink. She saw through that too. She left and was afended but she wouldn't, couldn't understand.

        I couldn't sleep that night, only think about her.

      That first day I wasn't car sick, I was space sick. An astronaut who couldn't handly the beauty of space, tumbling back into the atmosphere at a million miles a second.