A Voice Above Noise

Brrrr

“It's fking cold out here”, I shivered and held myself tightly, trying to fight off the cold but that was, of course, not possible….

Can summer just come already…… I hate waking up on chilly mornings… Well, this is a fking blizzard compared to chilly…..

*sigh*

It was barely past 7 AM, the sun was trying to peep like a pervert through all the fog but alas, it could not beat nature's wall. With the help of the little natural light mixed with the white light from the street lamps, i slowly walked towards my school, cursing the idiot who came up with the education system and those who decided 8 AM classes were A Ok for highschoolers to attend on a cold fking day where a persons fingers could break off at any second. Frankly, I was pissed. Even more so at my stupid self for always trying to come to school EARLY.

Why do I come so early you ask? Isn't it obvious? It's to avoid the plethora of plebeians which plague our earth and never cease their incessant chatter.. OK fine, I'll speak in a language YOU can understand. Simply put, I HATE NOISE, and ANYTHING that produces it.

“FUCK!” I cursed out loud as a cold breeze smacked me right in the face causing my whole body to shiver like a- … nvm, you can imagine the word yourself....

"Just a bit more", I thought to myself. I had reached the gate of the school, a few more minutes and I could peacefully sleep in my warm class….. Ah, no noise, no cold, just pure bliss. I quickened my pace at the thought, oblivious to the stupid grin which had formed on my face.

And finally, after about 2 minutes, I stood in front of the door to heaven. Atlast, my paradise had come into full view. With dreams as high as the moon, i slid open the door and-

COLD

FK

My dreams had been crumpled like newspaper and thrown into a fire to serve as fuel for fates cruel jokes.

But of course, I was always the first one here. Hence, that meant that I HAD to turn on the air conditioning and set it to warm….

But a man could always dream,

That there would be a day,

When someone else had turned it on…….

Is what I thought everyday as I stood behind the door and opened it, only to be disappointed TIME AND TIME AGAIN.

I walked over to the teachers desk, opened the first drawer and searched for the remote. Nope, not here. I closed the drawer and then opened the second one where I found the remote. I pulled it out, pointed it to the air conditioner and turned it on. *Beep*. Ah, technology, what would I do without you? Setting the remote down onto the table, I closed the drawer and then moved towards my seat right at the end near the window to do my most important task of the day.

Sleep.

I put my arms and hands on the table, and in perfect potential dropout behaviour, lay my head down and dozed off…… or well that was the plan UNTIL ONLY A FEW MINUTES LATER PEOPLE STARTED COMING INTO THE SCHOOL AND CLASSROOM ONE BY ONE. IT WAS ONLY 7:30 AM, WHERE TF WERE THESE GUYS SPAWNING FROM?? WHAT HAPPENED TO COMING LATE?? Curse u damn winter, using your fog to take away my little moments of peace.

With every new person, came a new voice, adding to the ever increasing noise in the air. And every increase, caused me immense fking pain. With 1 or 2 voices, I can manage, but as the voices increase, so too does the pain in my head. It's like someone decided to take out my brain and use it as a ball for their pinball machine. The noise amplifies itself in my head, and nothing makes sense anymore. All my thoughts and understanding drown into the senseless chatter and it takes all my strength to barely remain grounded in reality. Even talking 1 on 1, takes considerable effort. Every word out of the other persons mouth is like a dagger stabbing into my brain and then staying stuck as more are on their way. Hence, I avoid people.

Tch

I wanted to tell them all to shut up but that was impossible. They weren't doing anything wrong, yet obliviously, they were sending me to the deepest level of hell. I sighed and reached for my bag, opening the small pocket on the front, I fished around for my earbuds and then put them on. This was my last resort, wireless earbuds with noise cancellation, Hooray for technology. If I ever met the guy who invented this shit I would get on my knees and thank him Dogeza style.

With very light music drowning out most of the noise from the outside world, I went back to sleep, trying to savour what little time was left before class would start…

“*&{]#@$ you }{2974 ?”

Hmm?

Who dares disturb my slumber?

With a tinge of annoyance on my face, I raised my head upwards and found a girl standing in front of me with a flyer of sorts in her hand. Great, what does SHE want now?

I looked at her with disdain in my eyes, hoping she would take a hint and leave me but looking at that stupid grin on her face I realised she was one of those hopeless idiots who had no sense of shame and hence, i was forced to sit up and take out my earbuds for a *conversation* I was not all too willing to engage in. Ah, the twisted rules of society, if only there was a block button in real life. The moment my earbuds were out, the noise came crashing back into my ears like a tsunami drowning a town, and with it, so too did the war in my head. Annoyed, I smiled at the girl hoping she would quickly say what needed to be said and be on her way. But when she spoke…..

A girl of Magnificent height compared to her peers, short black hair around shoulder length which curled and tangled like the red strings of fate, a small button nose upon which rested a red ruby like square pair of glasses, and eyes like caramel which would kill a diabetic person on the spot.

Wait WTF!! Did my mind really just think all that the moment I heard her???

What?

This made no sense at all….

I hated voices. I hated the noise that would stab at my head. I wanted people to shut up as soon as possible.

But then why?

Why could I hear her voice crystal clear?

Why did my brain filter out the noise and only focus on her?

Why did I not want her to stop speaking?

I was dumbfounded, I simply stared at the girl as she waved around her flyers trying to get my attention. Seeing no response from me, She moved her face a bit closer to mine and spoke,

“You're not in any clubs right? You’re smart too from what I've heard, why don’t you join the chess club? It's pretty fun and laid back.”

Clubs? Chess? I couldn’t make sense of what she was asking, even though I heard her every word very clearly. How long had it been since I heard a full sentence out of someone's mouth?

God really knows how to write a drama huh. I couldn't help but smile, how very stupid. Who knew there were voices which weren’t simply noise?