Today was a tiring day at school. I probably spent most of my time day-dreaming. That's what I always do. I am unaffected by the events and people around me. Is it bad that I don't care? It's just that sometimes I get this feeling where I can't breathe. My pulse rises and my head spins. It only happens when I am not writing nor dreaming. I literally live in a fantasy.
So, because I live in this fantasy. I am often picked on by teachers to answer a scribbled question on the bored. I became very good at listening to what was going on around me withont being apart of it. I didn't want to.
But, one day I noticed this boy. He sat behind me in my English class. I don't know why I noticed him. I take that back, I did. I noticed him because of his laugh. My breath stopped as I suddenly became tense.
In the books I read, they always describe laughter, but you are never able to hear it. They describe the hero's laugh as charming and full of life. His laugh definitly was what was described in those pages.