|Look inside my brain. You'd know what I want before I tell you. Give me the words to say to make it enough. Don't want your star-crossed fate. You are the sun, I am the full moon. Don't leave me lost in vain. I can be what you want.|

[Y/N]

Another day. Another day of being tormented. Another day of ridicule. All because of the power I've had since birth. I walked down the hall trying to get their thoughts out of my head. I had tried to not read their minds, but to no avail. My power was more powerful than my self-control. I could hear everythibg around me.

Here comes reader.

Who will she attack today?

Why does my head hurt?

Carlos broke up with Maria and Maria went for his best friend, Jonah, right after.

Still three more months till the Spring Formal. I wonder who's going to ask me.

The pryer is here.

No wonder she doesn't have any friends.

Well, no one wants to be friends with someone who doesn't understand privacy.

She's going to be embarrassed when she's the only one without a date.

....

That was the last of the readings, but that wasn't the end of the row of people. There was a boy with platinum hair sesrching for something in his locker. I didn't think much of it. All I did think about was I probably already read him when I wasn't paying attention. I walked to the History classroom.

I wonder what we will be doing.

The platinum haired blonde boy walked into the class after I had been sitting down for a few minutes. When the bell rang signalling for class to start, my teacher, Ms. Bustier, came to the front. I had no idea why she would. She normally sat at her desk and clicked the button for the slides to go to the next one. The only reason she was at the front was....

Oh no!

Anything but that!

"Well, class, I have a project for you, and it is a partner project." She announced.

Everyone in the advanced class groaned. I banged my head on the table. Why did it have to be a stupid project for history? It could have been anything, but that.

"Everything you need to know is in these packets." She passed the packets around before grabbing her clipboard.

She assigned us partners! Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck!

"First, we have [Y/N]..."

I feel sorry for the kid who has to deal with the nightmare.

.....Witch.

.....Demon.

.....Waste of space.

.....psychopath.

..... freak.

"....and Zane." The platinum haired boy looked in my direction and I directed my eyes away from him.

The teacher continued to list off of who was partnered with who. I took the seat next to him as we were giving the whole sixty minutes to converse about the project and figure out what we would be doing. I tried to search his mind for what he was thinking about this whole situation. I was expecting to hear him complain in my head. Yet, that never happened once.

And....

I couldn't find

Anything.