sleep deprivation.
Terra Rose Cooper tries to keep her eyes pried open, in an attempt to stay awake. It was fifth period Algebra 2, the last class of the day. Usually she pays attention in mathematics, but it’s not because she likes it. She just wants to get through the day. The teacher’s mouth moves, but no sound comes out. She struggles to be her usual attentive self courtesy of her sleep deprivation. She’s been putting off all her studies for days, not wanting to face her reality. She’s hibernated in her room for the past year, refusing to interact with any human being.
It’s not like she has anyone.
Seriously, though. She doesn’t know who her friends are. It’s not like she can walk up to anyone she knows and say, “Are we friends?” This isn’t kindergarten.
Terra finally drifts off, no longer capable of trying. She dreams something, she cannot recall. Like what happens with all her dreams. There’s no escape from here. She’s shaken awake by the sound of the bell, almost falling out of her seat from shock. She stumbles out the door, walking down the now-empty hallway to catch the bus that she couldn’t care less to catch. She trips on her feet foolishly, blushing from embarrassment as she gathers her fallen belongings. ”Sorry.” she mumbles to no one in particular, just out of habit. She stops for a moment, holding her head as she massages a throbbing ache on her forehead.
AJ struggles to keep his hand moving in time with the teacher’s while attempting to absorb any information that he’ll need later for the semester final. His right hand began to cramp, throwing the mechanical pencil on the desk and cradling his hand in the other. He couldn’t write anymore and it sucks because math was always his worst subject so his eyes are moving all around the place, scanning the white board, trying to take mental pictures of the equations.
It was all moving too fast.
He finally picks his pencil up again and continued to copy down the notes acknowledging the fact that he missed a lot of it so he skips a bunch of lines that way he could as a classmate to borrow their notes later. He eyes automatically make their way to Terra Cooper, the math genius in his class and only a grade lower than him. He furrows his eyebrows, wondering why she wasn’t answering any of the questions Mr. Verona was asking the class, knowing that at the first chance she’d get she’d figure out the equation.
Prying his eyes away from the young blonde, from only about three seats from the left of him, his friend hisses AJ’s name. AJ’s head snaps toward the call to see his friend Michael making a face at him. But slowly, his friend tracks where his gaze used to follow and now they were both looking at Terra. Michael raises a brow and gathers his textbooks helping AJ realize that the bell has rung.
A crash. Papers scattering across the floor, AJ’s first instinct is to run to help. He kneels to the tile floor and grabs onto the elbow of the fallen person. The corner of his lip turns upward as he gets a good look on her face: Terra Cooper. “Hey, uh, you alright?” he asks.
Name: Slow Dancing In A Burning Room
Artist: John Mayer
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Slow Dancing in a Burning Room - John Mayer
