Confusion and Worry [open]

[Alex Grayson]

Alex set down his copy of Oedipus Rex. He'd read the entire thing in one sitting without even stopping - two hours had been spent sitting on a couch of the Student Lounge without talking to anyone, and just focusing on the text in front of him. It was a recommendation from a website, which had a list of books that involved some sort of character who could see the future. He knew that it was more common in mythology for someone to have the curse that he had, but Tiresias the Prophet almost had it worse. Rarely, people listened to him (Oedipus had shouted at him for delivering the truth), and even worse, he was blind, as well as helpless. Back in ancient Thebes, there really wasn't sort of help for disabilities.

He knew that not everything he saw would come true. In a way, it was a bit of a double-edged sword. He would end up worrying whether it'd happen or not, and he'd feel awful if it did. Then again, as the play had expressed, avoiding one's fate didn't help much. One would try to avoid it as much as possible, and yet, in Oedipus, he ended up making the prophecy come true as he tried to escape it - he'd accidentally killed his real father due to his temper issues, and married his real father's wife to boost his claim to the throne, unaware that she was actually his own mother. He couldn't help but feel sorry for the poor guy.

Maybe he'd read Antigone next. He wasn't sure, though.

Though, he wondered if what he saw about his brother was going to come true - he'd seen his brother's gravestone in a vision not too long ago, which had done nothing but unnerve the teen. Maybe it would come true, but then again, hopefully not. He'd spoken to his brother earlier in the day, right after classes - and Frankie was still alive. He was confused about the whole thing, but more worried than anything else. If he'd seen a vision along the same lines several times, was that warning that it'd come true? Alex barely noticed as someone sat down next to him.

[Kamillia Engel]

Kamillia walked, or well skateboarded through the school, looking for something to do. The one thing about living in the same town for more than a few months was that you worked through doing everything there was to do. And in this town, there wasn’t a whole lot to do in the first place. There were hardly ever any concerts here, and when there are, the bands/musicians weren’t anyone worth seeing; at least in her mind. At first she had been very open minded to moving here and going to Hammel; and attending Hammel was just like Kocher so that wasn’t has different as she hoped it would be.

Kammy found herself in the student lounge and saw some kid; she called everyone a kid around here that she thought was younger than her. She shrugged, there wasn’t anything better to do; maybe there was something good on tv, or maybe the kid wouldn’t mind playing a game with her. At this point she was desperate to do something; boredom was the worst. She moved to the sofa and sat next to the boy; she smiled at him; wanting to be friendly especially since she was hoping he would entertain her. “Hey, what are you doing just sitting here?” She looked at the tv, it wasn’t on, and the boy didn’t have ear phone in, so no listening to music. Of course, Kam hadn’t noticed the book, it wasn’t like she had looked the boy over.

[Alex Grayson]

He watched as the unfamiliar girl made her way into the room. He wasn't sure what to do - though keeping as quiet as possible seemed like a good idea. He usually wasn't one to trust strangers immediately. But that aside, once a stranger acted kindly towards him, he'd usually stay loyal to them. Precognition was a power that instilled paranoia in him, and it'd only made him even more cautious of strangers. Which really wasn't a good thing, especially when he'd been quite paranoid before his manifestation.

He watched the teen come over to him. Still, he remained quiet. Alex took his copy of Oedipus Rex and stuck it right back into his backpack - what if she thought he was weird for reading ancient theatre? It was almost worse than reading Shakespeare in public, even if he did like it... he too disliked boredom. Homework was often something that caused it for the young meta. As she came closer, he stared. He hadn't met many unpleasant metas yet, and he'd been at Hammel for a while. It couldn't be so bad. "Thinking," he replied quickly.

[Kamillia Engel]

Kamillia rocked from side to side on the couch. But he was right, she would think he was weird for reading ancient theatre, there were so many books. Why read about something that was written centuries ago? But that was her opinion, and he really shouldn’t care about her opinion.

Kam didn’t like homework either, then again she didn’t like school in general so it was all the same to her. She raised an eyebrow “Thinking about what?” She tilted her head to the side; so much for the boy to be entertaining, but it would be rude if she just got up and left. “Oh, I’m Kamillia. Like the flower. But you can call me Kam, everyone else does.” She might as well try to make friends with the boy.