WEIRD FEELING

nance as a small smile m

e Michael. Nice to meet you", I greeted the

share the English textbook with. I am yet to get my textbooks as my

n the person I would share a textbook with. Reality struck me whe

facial expression looks calm and gentle. I could not help but conclude that he is a pretender or player. I could still remember all the p

liment his side view. His cologne smell filled my nostr

ion passage. The bell rang, signifying the end of the first period. Mr. Williams gave u

left the class. The classes continued, not until the long

facing a girl who happens to be quite jovial from my point of vie

art pounding as I started the periodic law during chemistry class. The teacher suggested I have

st students, I now have nicknames like Her

crept to my face when I made a mistake

d the girl in front of me who I ha

ack to me leaving me in a confused stat

said "Please," before

me. I was surprised she called me by my surname and not by the new

le Michael, and

ust that you are much taller than him. Are you perhaps

obvious and she could probably have

ill this moment, I only know his first name,"

is younger br

h looks and characters," she stated as I forced a smil

the out stari

all along that you were his younger brother," she confessed

r introduced me to a friend of hers. Her name was Gloria and she did not stop complimenting my physical features especially my eyebr

uildings left me drooling. The laboratories were awesome with science equipment properly arranged. I also ma

hat weird imagination that engulfs me whenever I

, he displayed hi

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with blue and white which improved its beautiful scenery. I strode gently holding my younger brother

k pair of trousers, black socks, and black shoes to match. My imagination sense kept visualizing

his uniform" my brother said as he patted my shoulder before leaving for

hree. I summoned courage as I walked down the corridor. I could

Matthew". " The schoo

looks calm

my new class and met Rachael as she complimented my new look. T

ould not go' I thought. 'You are meant to obey the rules and th

ssembly, praying silently for the stares I was receiv

st in the decor, as I admired how the students are well dressed in their neat and well-irone

platform were lovely, with beautiful flowers,

aller," the voice of Mr. Williams broke me out of my reverie

ies performed on the platform. My eyes drifted to t

der body, a nice set of legs. His hair was well c

me develop goosebumps. That was when I felt a DEJA VU.