the-perfect-scientist:

Just about everyone in school had heard what
happened to Daisy. Carlos, upon hearing about it, was shocked. What sort of
girls did things like that to a kid, just to embarrass her as much as possible?

It was a coincidence, really, that Carlos came
to the library only to see Daisy sitting at a table reading. It was some kind
of spirituality book or something, from what Carlos gathered of the cover. He
had to get some of his homework done so he went in and sat at a table a little
bit away from Daisy. Though, she was still in his line of sight.

He couldn’t help looking up at her every so
often – just… sort of trying to gauge how she was feeling.

However, he was a little surprised when she
lifted her head and started looking around. When her eyes finally fell on him
he just smiled at her and gave a friendly wave.

He nearly looked away once he briefly made eye contact with Carlos, surprise by the smile and wave. There was an immediate wave of suspicion though he couldn’t see why something so simple would have ulterior motives. David felt guilty for feeling that way, it wasn’t nice.

Slowly, he raised his hand slightly, fingers extending but quickly letting his hand fall back to the table. The wave was for him, he knew it was for him, but what if it wasn’t? What if there was someone behind him? What if it was just pity? Or somehow some kind of joke like he had thought? Too many bad possibilities.

He looked back down at his book, biting at his lip. David should mind his own business, just keep reading. Just try to get through the day until he could go home.

Then again, what was there to really look forward to at home either? Isolation in his room he supposed. At least no one would bother him there.

That looked like acknowledgement to Carlos.
Just a little lift of the hand… but it was something. Though she still seemed
to really be shy though.

Carlos wondered if anyone had given Daisy any
trouble since what happened in the locker room. Probably, he thought – this was high school.

An idea struck Carlos. He decided to use the minor social
opening Daisy had given him, so he grabbed his books and moved to the spot
across from her on the table.

Carlos smiled at her pleasantly. “Hey. Mind if I sit?” he
asked her.

sungpraise:

@the-perfect-scientist

He had been reading up on the ability since the incident in the locker room, preferring to busy himself in the library and read all he could about telekinesis than bother with homework– that could always wait until later. Besides, he would rather not have Cameron asking him questions about this new interest, it was safer to read in his study hall than to try to hide them in his room.

David took a seat in a quiet corner of the library, reading though he couldn’t shake the feeling that people were looking at him. They had been since the incident but this time felt different. He hesitantly looked up from his book and glanced around, searching for a possible source of the feeling or perhaps it was just paranoia.

Just about everyone in school had heard what
happened to Daisy. Carlos, upon hearing about it, was shocked. What sort of
girls did things like that to a kid, just to embarrass her as much as possible?

It was a coincidence, really, that Carlos came
to the library only to see Daisy sitting at a table reading. It was some kind
of spirituality book or something, from what Carlos gathered of the cover. He
had to get some of his homework done so he went in and sat at a table a little
bit away from Daisy. Though, she was still in his line of sight.

He couldn’t help looking up at her every so
often – just… sort of trying to gauge how she was feeling.

However, he was a little surprised when she
lifted her head and started looking around. When her eyes finally fell on him
he just smiled at her and gave a friendly wave.

“Do I hear ‘Monster Mash’ playing?”

sungpraise:

the-perfect-scientist:

sungpraise:

“yeah. i’m kind of weak for halloween in july.” david, that’s not even a real thing. you literally just made it up.

Carlos grinned. “Well, I’ve heard of it in February, but not July.”

“Not all of our campers and counselors really celebrate Christmas so I thought Halloween would be fairly inclusive for everyone. Plus it’s an excuse to get some extra candy.” David smiled.

Carlos chuckled. “Does it have to be Halloween?”
Carlos asked. “You could have used an actual summer holiday as an excuse. Like
World Environment Day, the Summer Solstice, the night for the summertime Meteor
Showers, or even Picnic Day. Though, admittedly, that last one isn’t American.”