Chapter Eight

Nasia stands underneath an oak tree watching interesting events happening. She meant to stay away, honestly, she did. But as soon as daybreak arrived, she didn’t think twice about getting up and heading straight down to the city once more. She was sure she would find the flower eventually, but she couldn’t focus if that boy kept invading her mind for the last fifteen hours.
She knew she must be quite early for anyone to be up at this hour, but her energy couldn’t stay calm. She hadn’t followed him home the day before sensing that he seemed a bit troubled by her presence so didn’t want to alarm or scare him off. So, she stood there at the corner of the bus stop where he had gotten off previously and waited.
As the sun rose higher so did the heat of the day. For hours she stood in that one spot watching, observing everything around her. While people came and go, complaining about the heat that she didn’t feel, she became fascinated watching others go about their day. The bus came three times picking up different people and dropping off different people, never the same person. Although it was nothing new to her, yesterday had become the first time she ever rode a bus or been in any vehicle for that matter.
She understood why humans rides them, why they invented them in the first place. But while it was convenient it was still harming their atmosphere. She watched mothers with their children, some seemed not as interesting as others while they gave their mother a less of a hard time staying still at the bench waiting for the bus, some not quite so much. But most times as she stood there the children stared at her, smiling.
She didn’t smile back. In fact, she didn’t know what to make of it or why they were even staring at her in such a way.
“Oh.” She stands up straighter as it clicks in her mind on why the boy reacted to her the way that he had the first time they met in the café. Until she experienced it herself, she hadn’t understood what she had been doing. Tired of waiting to see if he would show up again, she closes her eyes and focuses on his energy.
The same energy she had felt from him the day before. She zeros in his location then opens her eyes. Walking away from under the tree she starts walking down the sidewalk he had left on when they parted ways. Looking around the area it looked better than most she had seen. On one side she passes stores and shops as cars drove around in circles while the other side was vastly becoming more houses and apartments. She crosses the street and heads down a side street that has less traffic of any cars.
To her she could see the flow of energy sparkling and flowing in the air as it points her the way to her destination. For a few moments she kept turning every which way thoroughly getting lost if it wasn’t for the boy’s residue of energy he had left behind.
Finally, she comes to a stop and stares at a nice one-story house with a yard where the grass was green and vibrant, the trees full and healthy. The house itself looked well taken care of, the structure a light blue with white trimming. There were two vehicles in the driveway, but she paid no mind as she walks across the street, up the steps of the porch, and straight to the door.
She could hear faint sounds on the other side. Focusing her hearing she clears the voices, so she knew what they were saying.
“Heading out?” A woman’s voice asks.
“Yeah. I promised Mrs. Michels that I would visit Kevin today too. With me starting work on Monday I want to make sure I visit him as much as I can.”
Hearing his voice she couldn’t help smiling, something that was slightly intriguing her. She never smiled before and never had the need for it. But strangely hearing his voice again brought it out automatically. Backing away, looking at the wooden object that was in her way to getting to him she goes to step in but the knob twists before she could put a hand on it and swings wide open just as he says,
“I’ll be back in a couple of hours.” He wasn’t looking her way but behind him as he steps out only to smack right into her. “Oomph, what the hell-” He immediately stops with eyes going wide when he realizes who it was.
“Everything okay, Ry?” His mother’s voice calls out.
“Yeah! Yeah everything is fine mom! Just missed a step, but I’m fine. See you later!” He quickly shuts the door and quickly gets off the porch. “What the hell are you doing at my house?” He whispers harshly looking around the area.
When he notices that she wasn’t following him he quickly runs back up the steps and grabs her wrist, then starts pulling her after him. It wasn’t until they were hidden behind the cars on the sidewalk that he lets her go. Swinging around to face her, he demands again,
“What are you doing here? How do you know where I live? Wait, did you follow me after you walked off? Did you even walk off or only made me believe that you did so you could follow me?”
He said all in one breath staring at her.
Titling her head, she says calmly. “I’m sorry that I made you uncomfortable yesterday. It wasn’t my intention to do so. You were just doing things that made me confused as humans tend to only think of themselves. Acts of kindness only comes when they feel like being kind. But you kept showing signs that it just seems to be your being.”
The look on his face was stupefied. “What?” He asks completely flabbergasted.
“Your name is Ry.” She states instead.
Blinking fast he tries to get his head around on this girl but was falling short. “As my stalker, you’re telling me you don’t know my name? Shouldn’t stalkers know at least that much?”
“Stalker? Is that another term for friend?” She looked quite confused.
“Uhhh…no.” He says slowly.
“My name is Nasia.” She attempts to smile at him.
“I didn’t ask for it. Why are you here?” He stresses, then hears something by the window of the living room and freaks out a bit.
Grabbing her wrist again he starts walking further away from his house, afraid one of his parents was going to see them. He did not want to introduce her to his family. Hell, he didn’t even know who she is.
“Are you humans always this physical with one another?” She sounded as if him rushing them and pulling her was an everyday occurrence.
Quickly letting her go he continues to walk out of sight of his house. “Why do you keep doing that?” His body was tense from the agitation of finding her in front of him once again.
“It’s a natural thing for every being in the universe to ask questions and have curiosity. It’s a universal reaction all life has.” She simply says.
He finally stops dead in his tracks and swings back around to face her, causing her to come up short before colliding into him again.
“No, not that. Also, what?” Shaking his head to clear it he continues on his rant. “Never mind that. I wasn’t talking about you asking questions. Why do you keep saying humans? As if you aren’t a part of us or something.”
“I’m not.”
Confusion still clearly written on his face he asks, “You’re not what?”
“Human.”
All thought completely cleared from his mind with only one thing left remaining. “You are a lunatic, aren’t you?”