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colors, complete
sketches, and paint like everyone else in the room. Since I was
only “legally blind,” she demanded my participation in class. Tell
me, please, how a
blind person was supposed to do all that? Granted I saw depth,
definition, and color in my visions. However, I wanted to keep up
the façade that I was blind like every other vision-impaired person
and not check into a loony bin because of my futuristic
abilities.
    Covered in dirty water and spatter, I
molded the wet ball of clay. It was my second perfected attempt at
creating a bowl. I’d make bowls all day if it upped my grade a
notch.
    “ You make a mean bowl,”
Ryker said.
    When I didn’t acknowledge his presence
he flicked a piece of clay at me. I wiped it away and kept
working.
    “ I’ll give you five bucks
if I can use your bowl for extra credit.”
    A knock sounded from the
classroom door, interrupting me from responding. I smelled his
smoky, otherworldly scent before Jace walked into the room. My skin
tingled. I wanted to slap myself for even reacting to him . High-pitched giggles
echoed around the room when the girls got a good look at him. From
where I was sitting, he left something to be desired – like my
stomach not to be tied in knots.
    “ This is Jace Eatros, a
transfer student. Please make him feel welcome,” Mrs. Briggs stated
after reading a note he handed her.
    Please don’t sit beside
me. Please don’t sit beside me. Please don’t sit beside
me.
    I sat utterly still,
praying that he couldn’t see me if I didn’t move – like a
tyrannosaurus rex and his prey. He nodded at me. I shouldn’t have
been surprised that a defensive mechanism rooted from the
cretaceous period didn’t work. If I could just sink down in my
chair far enough he might not notice me… After counting to ten I
looked up, just in time to see his white silhouette closing the
distance between us. Stop walking over
here! Surely there was a vacant spot at
another table, perhaps on the opposite side of the room?
    “ Is this seat taken?” Jace
asked and then pulled out an empty chair out beside me.
    At least the sound of him dragging the
chair’s legs across the floor hadn’t made me want to rip my ears
off this time. I groaned, making it clear I wasn’t about to throw
out a welcome mat. What’s with this guy? Was he so brainless that
he couldn’t tell I wasn’t interested in him? I tried to think of
something witty to say so he’d get the picture to find a different
seat that wasn’t close to me.
    “ Don’t mind Winnie,” Ryker
eagerly said. “I’ve been working on her for years now. My best bet
is that she’s missing the girlie parts that make women enjoyable to
be around.”
    “ Shove it, Ryker!” I said,
flicking my dirty fingers his direction. “Or I’ll mention your
opinion of womankind to Bree.”
    “ Thanks for the advice,”
Jace chuckled, and reached for the ball of clay I was
kneading.
    My skin burned when he reached for me.
I dropped the clay before his hand grazed mine. A headache began to
throb. I forced myself to relax when every muscle in my body wanted
to clench tight. Why any part of me was attracted to him was
unexplainable. I literally became ill around him.
    “ You’re pale,” Jace
said.
    Oooh, his voice could end wars it was
so enchanting.
    “ I’ve never felt better,” I
lied.
    He set my clay ball back down in front
of me. After wiping his hands on a towel, he draped his arm across
the back of my chair. An imaginary clasp seemed to tighten around
my throat. I tried to remember how to breathe. My chest refused to
let air into my lungs.
    “ You play ball?” Ryker
asked.
    “ Prefer hand-to-hand
combat,” Jace said casually.
    As soon as he spoke, my lungs finally
began to fill. I swallowed the lump in my throat. What was going
on?! I glanced at Jace; I refused to believe anyone could trigger
this kind of a reaction. Nevertheless, if I entertained the idea,
the arrogant guy beside me would be the only person