• My first day was-somehow-very normal. I would have eaten by myself if people left me alone. Of course all the boys couldn't stop looking at me. It was only because I was new. Something else to look at. I could hear all their fancies. Charming me into liking them. If there was one guy that I could like was my one friend back in Montana. Jamie. I sighed and quickly checked my phone for messages. None. I wasn't susprised though. My old school had a very strict "no phones" rule and he was a bit of a goody-goody. He was the only one who didn't distance himself from me or use me for his own wants. He stayed by me and was honestly worried about me.

    I sighed again and looked up to suddenly see someone standing in front of me. I looked up and my breath caught. He had the most beautiful green eyes I had ever seen. I saw how I looked from his thoughts and it seemed like he didn't see any of my flaws. My scars on my left cheek, the fact that I don't wear make up, my lack of clear skin, or my non-fashionable hair and cloths.

    "Hi," he said smiling. "My name is Mike. You must be, Cassandra."
    "Hi Mike. Just call me Cassy," I smiled shyly at Mike. He seemed easy to like.
    "Cassy," he said, seeming to test it out. He smiled again and I heard where his thoughts were going. "Could I sit down?"
    "Sure," I motioned to the seat in front of me. I watched him as he sat. From his thoughts I felt something. It was like a wall in a way. I also felt like there were more voices in his head other then his own. How odd...
    "Cassy?"
    "Huh?" I started. I was thinking so hard that it seemed that I didn't hear what he was saying.
    "I said could I ask you something?" He grinned.
    "Sure," I said again. Was I going to give him everything he asked for?
    "Um, this might be a bit strange but... are you able to..." He paused and I knew where this was going. I froze in shock. "um... read minds?" He finished in a quiet rush.
    "I... what... No!" I said all in a whisper. I'm a terrible liar. Great now we'll have to move... again.
    "Hey, hey. Calm down," Mike said, putting a hand on my arm. He touch calmed me... it also burned my arm... I jerked it away the same time he jerked his away. I rubbed my arm and he rubbed his hand but continued talking. "I can read minds, too. Really! I can!" He must have saw the guarded look in my eyes. "If you don't believe me then you are thinking how I noticed the change in your face. Now all the guys are analyzing what's going on and how they can get you to notice them."
    My eyes widened. He was right. Overly so right! "But... but... I thought I was the only one..." I trailed off. He could tell where I was going.
    "I know. I did, too. Until you came here. I'm sorry about what happened to you in your old school."
    "But how..."
    "I'm in your first period class. I heard you thinking about it. And right before I came up to you. You were thinking about... Jamie... was it?" He smiled and my heart melted.
    "Yea, Jamie is my real true friend. So how can you read minds. How did you obtain it?"
    I inherited it from my dad. It's a thing with my family. He thought. You?
    "I got it from my mom. It's a thing with my family, too," I smiled shyly then winced as I felt a wave of jealousy from the guys watching us.
    "I felt that, too. Want to sit with my friends and me? They don't know that I can read minds so they won't know you can, too."
    I smiled and nodded. As we got up and walked over to his group I put a small wall up around this one thought.
    Why do I feel like I'm falling for him?