"Time. It is one of the fundamentals of the universe. Have we have created it for ourselves or is it all existent? See the clock over this blackboard, what time does it say? Anyone? Mr. Narsius, how about you?", the bony- pale white teacher in a home-knit brown sweater, wearing some black leather pants was looking directly towards me.
I slowly stood up and glanced over to the clock,
"12:30, Mr. Beckerman. It says 12:30.", I said as I slowly sat down.
"But tell me Ryu, is it really 12:30 right now? All of you, any of you tell me what is Time? I'll tell you, it is the perception of the passage of our conscio...."
After I had fainted, I awoke a few hours later. Everything was spinning around and was fuzzy looking. It was disorienting but I managed to calm myself down. A few moments later, it subsided and I was able to see and feel everything properly, Oh did I tell that I felt as I was being ripped apart? Maybe not because I am shook up by this thing. I called X to give him the update(should not have taken the drug before talking to him). My Leg wound was seeping and my pant was ruined. Good thing I had two of them.
The wound was not that much of a problem as was finding a school shirt that wasn't dirty or ripped. I tried so hard to find one but In the end, it doesn't even matter. I decided that a plain white- not the school's brand- was gonna do as long as it was under the jacket. Moving on. Got dressed as nicely as possible, I put up a wire leading from the door nob to the door's edge at the side, put up a piece of pencil graphite at the opening part of the cabinet door. I sat beside the bed and started poking under its side wall until I felt a switch and clicked it. a hidden compartment opened up and I removed a SiG Sauer P227 and 2 mags from among the various things that were there. A .45 ACP cartridge ,along with its 10 shot box mag. It would do. I quickly put in my bag and and went towards the school.
".....one of the most remarkable points of my research in this topic-while I was at the Arvie Todo Institution-was the fact that I had found that time was only existent if the person experiencing it is conscious of it. When I went forward to publish my paper on this I was fired and told that I was a lunatic...", right they were. But I guess the Life Order must have a reason for removing him.
For as long I have worked with the Order I have found that it always has a motive. It mainly split in three main branches, Ordo Vitae(Life's Order)-whose job is to find and create scientific, spiritualistic or occultist breakthroughs in order to help humans combat Fate and it's counterparts- second Ordinis Ignis(Fire Order)-those who actually fight Fate- and lastly Antiqua Ordinis(Order of the Ancients)-the management, but all those branches work together in absolute harmony-sometimes.
The bell showed 12:47 and only one guy was interested in the teacher's lesson. I looked around me and spotted a red-haired boy in a black uniform with a yellow arm-band, bonking a white-haired girl in front of him. From my seat I couldn't see her arm-band. The boy had a pensive face as his hand repeatedly bonked up and down on her head until the girl simply glared back. Her black eyed stare froze both of us. AND SHE NOTICED ME.
She nudged the red-haired kid in my direction as I averted my face.
"Excuse me?", it was a soft and smooth voice, hinting at the fact that it had broken recently.
"Yea?", I slowly turned around, his face somewhat familiar?
"Uhmm, my friend wants to talk to you.", the white-haired girl gently nudged him, "Jess, I am talking to him. Okay, Her name's Jess and I am Rex. And Jess here wants to talk to you about....."
"About why was he staring at me? And Rex why are you giving OUR names to this peasant.", Jess spoke up in a high-pitch voice. Record that shit and put it on a speaker and you have a concussion grenade.
"JESS, we shouldn't talk like that with other people, it's bad manners! If not manners, think about the Bellum corporate's name!", Rex shouted whisperingly at Jess.
I should stop narrating like this, it is sounding like a rom-con. Only thing that could be more cheesy is if the girl blushes and turns her head away.
Jess stared deeply into Rex for a minute and the blushed hard and turned away, forcing herself to listen to the teacher and forget what Rex had just said. Awwww. I mean aegh.
"Forgive my fiancé, she is a bit too high-born.", Rex just waved his hands around to portray something that I didn't get," You know how it gets, nobility among normal people, some of us are old fashioned and can get angsty like that.", he calmly concluded.
I nodded in approval and started to listen to the teacher(finest social interactor ever, both of us), I could feel him gazing at me. I felt like drawing my SiG out and blasting my head off, couldn't he tell that I was one of the silent-edgy types? The one who don't converse because of an extremely dark past? That guy?
"Yes?", I said while still looking forward. "At least, tell me your name? I just told mine. It's common courtesy.", he said.
"Ryu. It's Ryu.",
"Oh cool, I got a friend, and his name is Ryu!"
I can't understand if this was supposed to be a torture method or a actual way to get friends.
Could be both.
The rest of the 7 minutes passed by in Rex, telling about his life with Jess and with each statement I could see Jess grow redder by the minute. Rex was the sole-heir of the billion dollar empire of the Bellum Corp(who specialize in weapons design and defense systems), while Jess here was the daughter of the Nobility of Vargus. They had been engaged before birth (Rex-" I could have saved my parents a lot of headache if I told them I would marry no one else except her")as evident by the fact that Jess's last name was Bellum too. When the bell rang, I wanted to run away from this couple-cute but awkward(somehow they remind me of someone I killed)-but somehow Rex caught up with me. He started to drag me to the cafeteria. At this point, his fiancé would start getting jealous of me.
"Rex?", where do I know that voice from?
Rex still gripping me by my arm turned around, and I saw a divine scene-did I do this already?-short nose, purple hair, deep-set brown eyes. Looking deep into me, in utter and shear fear.
It brought a smile on my face.