September 15th, 2012. 8:00am
By the time Lilli had arrived at Orchids, her ears were hurting. Music was blaring into her ears through her headphones, but it was a better pain than the one she got from the air. That's what she called all the thoughts, 'the air'. It was an easier way to communicate when she was around people who didn't know about her... special abilities. Lilli shuddered, she hated being called special. It gave her an image of some special needs kid. She wasn't like that. Not one bit.
Lilli loved Orchids Academy; it was the only place that felt like home. But it wasn't the teachers or the students that made her feel at home, it was the place itself. The architecture was beautiful, just thinking about how much effort had gone into building such a beautiful place. She couldn't even begin to imagine.
September 15th, 2012. 8:30am
With music still blaring in her ears, Lilli realised how cold she felt. It wasn't particularly cold - it was actually quite warm - but she always felt cold. With all her thoughts, she had forgotten to try and keep warm.
"Let's see what everyone's thoughts are today." Lilli thought, taking out her earphones - music still thumping - to listen in.
She couldn't really describe how it felt to hear thoughts. It wasn't like they were said out loud, but they weren't in her head. She just... heard them. People had asked before about it, but that was the only way she could describe it. She didn't like talking about it anyway, full stop.
Lilli couldn't really hear anything at all. She heard new students, worrying about their new schools. She heard younger girls, thinking about how awful all their friends looked and how glad they were to be the pretty one. The same old crap, as usual. She never heard anything useful.
Lilli decided it was time to get to class, so she got up, put in her headphones and walked off.
September 15th, 2012. 9:30am
Lilli sat in her home room - 12B - with the worst headache. She was forced to take her headphones out, so she had to endure the air. Why me? Sometimes she hated her powers. A whole lot.
Lilli scanned the room, looking for someone that might have thoughts of interest. Mostly not. Just a load of kids she was sick of thinking thoughts she was even more sick of. It was the same shit every single year. Grades, sex, classes, sex, powers, sex. Most of them weren't exactly smart by her book.
Lilli never really connected with anybody in her school year. She was too different or whatever. She couldn't hang around with anyone, so yet again, she was cast out and forced to be that girl who has to make friends with younger kids. She didn't mind herself, it was only that she hated people talking about her. She had to remember that they didn't even know she could hear. No one else could hear, only her. The thoughts gathering up in her mind. Lilli tried so hard to refrain from punching someone in the jaw; which she could obviously do, no doubt.
Her teacher walked past, taking one look at her and tutting.
"Well, well, well, Miss Malone. What a... splendid choice of hair for this new year. When should I expect it to change?"
Lilli rolled her eyes.
"When I feel like it... I guess."
He stalked away, pulling up his black pants - which, by the way, were way too tight for anyone to feel comfortable around him. What a pervert... if she had any proof other than his thoughts, she could get him sacked, the things he thought about. It sent a shiver down her spine.