chapter 5 The girl in the untamed universe

Present

I woke up from a weird dream, again. I shake my head and started looking for my glasses. Damn, where did I toss it last night? My eyes are kinda heavy I slept for only five hours after my evening shift as a cashier in a grocery store nearby our home. I can't believe I'm dreaming that weird stuff, it has been so long since I had that dream again or maybe I am just so tired of both physical and mental torture. My energy is draining so fast with just small nuisances on an everyday basis and I'm kinda hating it.

The weird figure of a woman who was calling me Ei, Izzy? I don't know exactly the things she was saying.

Whatever it was just a dream. and a very eerie one.

Dragging my butt off the bed for buttercup's sake early morning shift is illegal! Five more minutes and another five and five and many fives until my brain functions well telling me I needed to get up or else goodbye to my first day of last year in college. I looked at the mirror as it adds up to my frustration and scratched my poor face in this hard and sticky clay mask my brother bought for me when he came home from the South.

Duh, why on earth did I ever get this face, in the next life I don't wanna have this huh!

With frustrations and staring contest with the white walls, I finished my so-called morning routine thinking about how humanity is deteriorating and evil specks continued to multiply.

When I was little, I used to think that going to school will make people smart perhaps that could be a reasonable answer for a kid that is threatened by every human being that came across her way--my way. But as I grow a little older then, I realized going to school will just make people look smart when in fact there are lots of them out there who carry diplomas but are still so lost in life? Is that the proper term? damn, I'm such a weirdo.

I slapped my cheek to keep me awake, I am still so sleepy, anyway lucky for those who strived really hard and those who did not depend on some kind of luck, life is feeding them well. The letters in the English alphabet made sense c for character over degree. I met so many people who claim supremacy just because they got something in their hands.

"Okay enough," I said loudly while fixing my things properly. I laughed as I finished making my hair. A loud bang on my bathroom door startled me.

"Jesus! How long do you plan to stay in there!" my brother shouted. He is pissed and it made my day. We aren't the typical siblings. Well, we acted like strangers outside. We made a contract over things. If one will breach then pay fifty bucks that's enough money to make a living in some remote place all over the earth.

I started packing my lunch so I can get to the bus station on time. I did not bother to tell my brother that I am going. maybe a text will do later once I get to arrive at school later. I was about to plug in my earbuds because other passengers are noisy some groups are children whore are annoyingly singing and jumping up and down on their seats. The loud noise is getting on my nerves. What will happen if this bus loses its brake these kids are annoying so are their guardians who did not even stir with their child's behavior.

"Who the fuck is this hoe? Are you kidding me? in 3 days I will be marrying you and you tend to acquire a free STD and you planning to share it with me huh?”

The kid on my left looked up and eyed me like she was asking me to translate what the woman just said. I covered her ears as the banters continue.

what the heck.

"Come on babe look at me please… nothing is going on." the man in his mid-thirties exclaimed.

My ears are getting sore with all this noise and a couple fighting with some kind of affair. Cheating. Perhaps it's human nature to find something new when they got bored with what they have for a long time. Like how we declutter our closet to get rid of the things we find no interest in already. They say if somebody asked for a second chance then spare them, oh please I don't believe in that crap. As I had said earlier, human nature is human nature!

"Oh, kid grow up! You deserve better than that. You know the secret of living longer is to not have a man in your life---at all." a middle-aged woman spoke.

I think she's referring to these annoying adults who acted like teenagers. I laughed at the looks on their face. You are all grown-ups just act like one. I shake my head and plug my earphone.

The bus stopped and passengers began to take off until I was only the one left so I moved to the last seat I like how humps mess with the wheels weird but I liked it ever since I was little until now. The last route will be the community college where I enrolled myself the other day. I found interest in literature and the urge to teach fueled the flame. My fascination with books and weird things that floats around us made it worse, I guess.

“Hephaestus was thrown off in mt Olympus because he is a parthenogenous child. He was the ugliest of all the Gods in Greek mythology." a masculine yet irritating voice entered my tympanic membrane.

I looked up fixing my glasses who the hell is it? Am I hearing voices this time?

To my dismay, I looked around, and damn I shouldn't have known who was it. The one and only Adam the so full of himself and every basic chick dream guy. I stared at him without a hint of emotion and went back to reading.

“Come on we are on the same field how long are you going to ignore me? Sometimes I wonder if I looked like Hephaestus to you huh.” Flashing his white teeth makes girls swoon, except for me.

“You are not even at par compared to Hephaestus Adam”. I said flatly looking away.

“Because obviously, I’m hot and appealing,” he answered out loud, so full I hope he’ll not float.

"No. Hephaestus was a kind and peace-loving god, and these days people don't give a shit about those because all they care about is that freaking face and skin that soon will crack and turn to leathers.” Mimicking the last part as a lyric song by Melanie Martinez.

“And mind you while you still have it, take good care of it." I grab my things and walk out that's the nicest response I could have uttered. I'm not the nicest person you'll wish to encounter on this warm surface of the earth small talks bore me, I crave depth from a person who wants to start a conversation with me. I don't like sharing my personal space with anybody, I even hate the sounds of gas exchange in people's lungs.

I am this weird anti-interaction to breathing entity.