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I stared out the window. I liked this. Listening to music and mimicking the beat with the land marks. My eyes flicked from tree to tree to car to sign and back again to the sound of the voice. What was it again? Mika? I think so. It had just gotten to the long quiet bit between Happy Ending and Over My Shoulder. I sighed, this was the boring bit, but I knew better than to fast forward. I’d miss the start. I sighed a second time, and stared out side again. The journey was always boring, school was okay. Something that kept me busy. So was the journey back, I’d think of things to do when I got home. I wouldn’t be going back today. I was leaving early, that’s why I had the bulging bag of normal clothes. I was leaving in tutor time, for Stranraer. I’d have to change in lunch. I’d miss him. My mind reeled, what had I just thought? I’d miss ‘him’? But who was ‘he’? A shudder ran through me. I wasn’t in control of my own thoughts! What could I control, if not them? I repressed the feeling, storing it in the bottle with the others. It was nothing. I told myself, just a slip of the mind. The bus had reached the school gates, now. I realised that I’d missed the song. I growled, lashing my tail. Wait, what tail? I looked behind me; there was no tail, just a queue of irritated class mates. I walked quickly off the bus, shaking my head, ridding my head of the thoughts as I would my hair of water. My mind was playing tricks on me.
“Calm down,” I murmured to myself, “don’t go OTT. You’ve just had a lapse of thought ‘cause you’re nervous about the journey.” I couldn’t convince myself. I cast these strange thoughts aside, I didn’t need this now! I growled to myself, warning the other me’s to stay silent. Thankfully they did, until lunch any way.
I should have been thankful, I guess. But I wasn’t, how could I be? I’d found out who ‘he’ was and my feelings for ‘him’. Why now? When I was about to leave? I sunk into my habit of staring into space, no thoughts would disturb me there.

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I stared out the window. I liked this. Listening to music and mimicking the beat with the land marks. My eyes flicked from tree to tree to car to sign and back again to the sound of the voice. What was it again? Mika? I think so. It had just gotten to the long quiet bit between Happy Ending and Over My Shoulder. I sighed, this was the boring bit, but I knew better than to fast forward. I’d miss the start. I sighed a second time, and stared out side again. The journey was always boring, school was okay. Something that kept me busy. So was the journey back, I’d think of things to do when I got home. I wouldn’t be going back today. I was leaving early, that’s why I had the bulging bag of normal clothes. I was leaving in tutor time, for Stranraer. I’d have to change in lunch. I’d miss him. My mind reeled, what had I just thought? I’d miss ‘him’? But who was ‘he’? A shudder ran through me. I wasn’t in control of my own thoughts! What could I control, if not them? I repressed the feeling, storing it in the bottle with the others. It was nothing. I told myself, just a slip of the mind. The bus had reached the school gates, now. I realised that I’d missed the song. I growled, lashing my tail. Wait, what tail? I looked behind me; there was no tail, just a queue of irritated class mates. I walked quickly off the bus, shaking my head, ridding my head of the thoughts as I would my hair of water. My mind was playing tricks on me.
“Calm down,” I murmured to myself, “don’t go OTT. You’ve just had a lapse of thought ‘cause you’re nervous about the journey.” I couldn’t convince myself. I cast these strange thoughts aside, I didn’t need this now! I growled to myself, warning the other me’s to stay silent. Thankfully they did, until lunch any way.
I should have been thankful, I guess. But I wasn’t, how could I be? I’d found out who ‘he’ was and my feelings for ‘him’. Why now? When I was about to leave? I sunk into my habit of staring into space, no thoughts would disturb me there.