The Travel of the Dreams

Arriving at school, I went straight to my classroom. Most of the students where I study spend 15 minutes before the class outside, speaking with each other. I wouldn’t do that.

Don’t worry, even though I like being alone, that doesn’t mean I don’t have friends in real life.

My classroom had in total 40 people. I only speak with only one of them.

…

I know right? At least one is better than nothing.

Oh, did I say that I only speak with him because we both watch My little Pony?

Yup. The only bronies of the entire school. Probably of the entire city.

His name was Tyler.

As usual, there is no one at the classroom. Pretty much understandable, I was always the first to get in anyways.

“SAL!” The sudden loud and annoying voice combined with a light touch on my back made me scream of shock.

It was Tyler of course. The only person on the universe who would do that to me.

I stared into his soul after the surprise attack.

“Tyler, don’t ever do that again. I mean it.”

“C’mon man, you know I’m just teasing you!” he said with a smile, proud of his successful scare-attack.

“Yeah, you’re right.” I simply replied.

After that, we took our close-to-each-other-seat and began discussing about our project. Well, I could say “my” project, because Tyler didn’t do a thing. But I didn’t care.

“So you almost forgot our project because you were having those crazy thoughts about loneliness again?” he asked.

“They are not crazy thoughts Tyler. I like to think about that sometimes, it’s just me. It makes me relax. And besides, my mother remembered about  the pen drive.” I replied.

“Your…mother?” He asked.

“Don’t.” I said.

“Alright then, no need to explain yourself. We got the goodie, we are all good!” He replied.

As the time passed, we also discussed about getting earlier on the computer after we got home. We spent hours and hours chatting through the computer almost every day. We also shared images, songs, and of course, we played some games together. This time, Tyler was excited to tell something about a tale he seemed to have found on the internet lately. I wasn’t paying much attention though, since the other guys were getting on the class.

The bell rang.

The class started.