Spot and stop they are not different for me at the very least. The former is when you are at a particular place, neither going nor coming, just a point. no movement, there can be motion but just in circles never leaving the place. No big difference for me, at the very least spot is the same as stop, but it's just fancy for the latter…

My name is Nora. We're moving to another country because of work and when I mean “we” it's me and my mom, yes the job is hers. I never settled down here, so it doesn't sadden me, exhausting if I can put a word to it… I will not unpack my things from the boxes when we get there because I don't know when the next “movement” will happen, never made friends here. Let's just say I chose not to be noticed just in my small circle and interact with people when it's needed, same thing going to happen when we arrive at our destination and the next so on.....

Circling the same spot knowing the outcome of things, everything being predictable, no anomaly, uncertainties. It's just perfect

“Nora!! When are you getting your ass off that bed and start packing, we're so late, and you're still sleeping!! What are you even doing, don't you think..”

Mom's yelling downstairs. She's so loud I wonder if it's a talent because I've never seen people so loud. Maybe she got a secret chip in her vocal cords, or perhaps she's just talented… aaah yes talent I wonder what it feels like to be talented never been something that happened to me. Perhaps it's like puberty and I haven't reached that stage, yet I guess or it is just a natural phenomenon. I'm just normal, or you could say ordinary, nothing special. I'm just…. There it takes effort to be ordinary. Might be it's a talent “mine” talent. I guess I'm special…

We catch the flight on time. When I meant on time, thirty minutes late. Surprised, they waited for us. The flight attendants were eager for our arrival. The passengers I couldn't say the same thing for, The flight was cool. I slept through it dreamt about riding a tricycle in a pitch-black surrounding, following a white laser like a cat moving in a straight line going forward, but I felt like I'm moving in circles

Five hours later when arrived at our destination the city nothing special about it just skyscrapers, condensed air, engines singing in harmony, a city that never waits for anybody always moving forward nothing new just the usual we were picked up and brought to an estate looks like place for rich people I guess my mom falls in that category it's an enormous upgrade from our previous residence spacious and well-furnished rooms, breathable air, the house is too big for two people makes me paranoid I stack the boxes my boxes in the closet never opening it, soak myself in the bathtub it's too big I feel like I could drown in it if I get too comfortable

Mom has already gone to work, and we just moved in it hasn't been thirty minutes she's a robot at least that's what I call her, she's going to come back late nothing new, next week I'm starting school going to be the same routine as the rest just in my circle, surprised mom came back earlier she bought food she's not a great cook that's what she says I can't remember the last time she cooked something I bet it tastes.....

High school, that's what it says on the billboard next to it. Strange I've never seen a school advert before looks like a school for rich people still nothing new twin five stories buildings next to each other followed by two identical buildings still next to each other, I'm in year two missed a half the term I have some catching up to do. Walking through the halls which are so exhausting, found my way to the classroom time to introduce myself to the normal routine as always.

“•°•°•°•¶¶¶€~`•°°•”

“∆% ¢√∆¶¶√|?”

“Good morning, my name is Nora” as introduced myself, standing in front of the class staring into space, avoiding eye contact with everyone there

“π√•|~`√π÷¶,”

I worked to my sit as directed by the teacher, back straight, hands on the table, head straight, perfect posture, stoic face (my technique for avoiding interaction) I feel something so strong burning into my back so hot I could be obliterated, a stare I've never felt something like that in my entire life!

[Hmmf you are going to to do more than that to get….]

The teacher rounded up and left, the class representative or whatever they call them came to my seat blonde hair, blue eyes, mild chubby face with a good jawline. She just has this aura of superiority. Her name was

“…. Tessa Fowler, as you can see, you have missed almost half the term since you came so late. I'll make reservations to get you update.....”

Her voice sounds like she's inside water trying to communicate with me. I wasn't paying attention.

“WHAT ARE YOU DOING?” A voice above me said it was like a dagger to my heart and reverberated with every atom in my body, I looked up and saw a girl… blue dead eyes, non-expressive face, black bob hair, fringes from her bangs on her lashes even entering her eyes that don't bother her, pale white skin so pale I can even see the color of her veins, contrasting with her lips pink, soft, moist...... greasy.

“AIN'T YOU SUFFERING?” Those words burnt into my brain. I don't know what expression I was making but it was probably not a good one. The interaction lasted five seconds, but it felt like hours for me. She stood there staring at my soul disrupting my perfect circle. Felt like I was drowning, and then she left, I turned facing Tessa.

“......show you around the school. If you need anything, please let me know" like water leaving the ear and sound waves finding their way in, I came back to reality catching only half of what Tessa said.

“Umm huh yeah, thank you,”

“Okay good I got other things to attend to. I hope you have a pleasant stay and blend in” she said, leaving my desk and went back to hers. I wonder if she noticed that girl felt like I was the only one who saw her .....

That girl that girl that girl that girl that girl that girl that girl that girl that girl that girl that girl that......

From the moment I saw her..... Wanted to destroy her!

She shouldn't exist… only one can….

“Nora,”

Brought back to reality by a voice

“Come on time to show you around,”

the boy in front of my desk said, smiling

Yellow hair, dark pupils,

A smile registered on his face. I hated it. He extended his hands to me. I took his hands… Oh? They are soft like a toothpaste tube

I was surprised by it, but the feeling didn't register on my face

“Um ok,”

We left the classroom into the spacious hall. I couldn't stand it, suffocating too much for me to handle, but all familiar Ali showed me around, as we head to the final stop, the infirmary.

“Isn't the concept of elimination fascinating? “Huh? Such an out of pocket question.

“Preventing or containing a hazard that will disrupt the equilibrium of a place, two identical things can co-exist but performing the same task can/will put in disarray the order and ranking of things in a particular place”

This tale has been pilfered from Royal Road. If found on Amazon, kindly file a report.

Oh, so this is the reason he decided to show me around.

“I like you Nora, and we want you to stay. I wish good luck in your endeavors”

We??

Wishing me good luck, he left me at the door of the infirmary.

What are you doing??

are not you suffering?

Those words lingered in my mind as I walked back to the classroom.

Hmm she's already planning something, quick to act, huh.

“¶∆¶•°¢¢¢”

The teacher left the class, nothing interesting happened nobody approached me just the normal routine, the mysterious girl still nowhere to be found.

The bell signaled the end of school activities, as I stood beside the school gate, contemplating if I should wait for my mom or explore the city by walking home. And then she appeared in front of me, the girl..... My heart was beating so fast, every organ in my body were doing double of what they were meant to do, basking in the light of the dimmed sun who is getting swallowed by the horizon giving her pale skin life. Eyes fixated on me with every step she takes towards me felt like I was sinking, don't know what expression I'm making, but she managed to make me feel this way twice in the span of six hours,. Why do I feel this way towards her, I don't know.....?

But I probably know I'm self-centered after all, the mouth of the mysterious girl part what looks like a black hole trying to suck me in. I stare at her with an expression I can't comprehend.

The words came out of the black hole.

“I WANT TO SPEAK WITH YOU”

I can't keep up with the girl, just looking at her is enough to drive me crazy, something I hate so much and love. The world blurs around me, my head aches …. So exhausting, annoying. She watched me as I'm about to self implode, I bet she's probably enjoying this. So am I ….ah I'm so pathetic the roles should be reversed. I'm the one who ought to be doing this to her …. The parted lips move again as those dead blue pupils stare at me, words coming out of the abyss.

“FOLLOW ME”

That's the last thing I could remember.

Found myself in a coffee shop, head on the table. Still had this sharp pain in my head. Slowly backing up from the table, I found the source of my pain, those dead eyes staring at the window, lips pressed together, head rested on her hand, which were on the table. I wonder what she's looking at, I know ......

“Oh you've woken up”, she said without looking at me, it seems like I passed out. How did she bring me here? Was she watching me while I slept? Sigh, it's been a long day, an awful long one.

The girl finally turned and faced me. She is beautiful which makes me angry,. That's something. I don't have, she shouldn't have. If we are both the …

“ Coffee?”

“ah yes”

The server approached our table and asked for our order.

“∆∆¶×¶∆×”

“Ice coffee” for me

“And you?”

She turned, facing me, those eyes again.

Words became stuck in my throat, felt like I was choking.

“She'll take the same” yeah, of course, you know me that well. Our drinks arrived. She took a sip, letting the straw stir the ice, everything she does is perfect. That makes me angry. Staring at my ice drink without an appetite, thinking about how this predicament befell me. It's nothing new I expected it, but it's not within my circle an. anomaly I hated it and I love it …

“You know the reason I called you here, so let's cut the chase. We're….”

Just empty air coming out of her mouth without sounds. That's what it seems like to me, but I know those words perfectly.

It's the reason I came to this city.

Breathing heavily, sweat makes my hair stick to my neck. Laying on my bed, stomach growling and the contents inside braided together. The outcome of the encounter with the mysterious girl who I still don't know her name. I'm losing, she's breaking me, but that's my job.

To sum up, I have a fever, terrible one. I've already missed two days of school, mom said with a good rest I'll bounce back from it. Ok, doctor, what's her occupation again…. I can't remember. Everything went black, and I passed out.

I woke up around six in the evening with the little strength my reboot gave me, I got off the bed and went to the living room, my legs wobbly, using the walls as support I can hear the sound of the TV

“~`•°••°•|~~∆¶°°••`….”

Can't figure out what they're saying, so I don't bother. Mom is sitting on the couch with a can of beer in her hands. She says they're a stress relievers for her, I need that right now, just more years. I'll found out myself how much of my stress it can relieve.

Noticing my presence, she narrowed eyes, giving me an analyzing look

“Hey sleepy head, how are we feezing todaz”

Of course she's already tipsy. There are three empty cans next to her, something that looks like her work clothes are in the floor. What are they trying to figure that out my head pounded and my vision blurred?

“I'm not okay” I said, collapsing on her thighs, comforting as always, …. as always?

“ This first time your school have knocked you out on our tour, world tour, ha!!” Need someone to tell her how unfunny are jokes. I wonder how her coworkers feel about them,. They'll play along?

“Please I want to stop touring. I'm going to die at this rate" bracing myself for impact, like watching a film you've already seen before knowing what to expect. She spanked me sharp pain on my ass.

“Language”

“Don't worry, I think this is the final stop "she said in a serious tone

“I know how these random movements have affect you, things you had to throw away, feelings you bottled up and how neglected you've been. I'm sorry I've been a bad parent, all of this shaped you to what you are now, I'm not happy with it …” She paused and stared at something, something I could not see

“ I want to you bring them back those feelings, emotions you threw away I want us …. to restart I want to be in your life this time, shape yourself the way you, want not letting external factors playing in"

“ I want you ..... to be happy "

Emotions drew up in me, I shift my head up her thighs, touching her stomach….

Warm

“When did you get serious, all of a sudden "I said in a meek tone

“Get used to it, I'll be more serious going forward” she said laughing

“You are still warm” she said, running her hand on my forehead.

“How about I cook up something for you, and you run a bath?”

What wait??? Cook up something where?

“I'll just order, don't want to eat something that'll knock me out for the rest of the year"

Pains appearing on my back to neck

“You think my cooking is that bad!!!! When last have eaten my delicacies" More like…. I can't think straight, my eyelids are heavy.

“Fine, I'll prove you wrong today.

I'm making my special dish!!!”

I'm definitely going to die today.

Furthermore, I left mom in the kitchen to cook up her whatever disastrous concussion she had in mind. I ordered pizza, taking no chances. I wondered how I'm going to get them when the delivery boy arrives.

Sinking in my bathtub with cooled water halting every growing mirage that were about to send me to the side, I relaxed.

My thoughts reverting to that girl, I don't remember what we talked about.

She did something to me and I don't feel ok inside. Emotions bubble up in me while I sink deeper in the tub.

Emotions, huh? My mind going back to the conversation to me and my mom had.

“…. bring them back from wherever I tossed them huh”

Sorry mom they're already gone to the oblivion.

“Noraaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!!"

My talented mom's voice echoed through the large halls to room and finally, my head. Hell!!!! The delivery boy is already here. I sink into my tub awaiting my fate I felt. sleepy. it's cool, safe, tight, I was drowning.

I found myself on my bed wondered how I got here. surprised I felt good too good that I can jump from my window which is on the second floor….okay that's an exaggeration, but I felt fantastic.

jogged to the toilet brushed my teeth looking in a mirror, I may feel good physically, but I don't look good. My hair is so messed up dark circles slowly appearing under my eyes, highlighting my dark pupils. I looked like someone who went to a football game, but I was basically the ball!!! Argh!!!

I cleaned up, tying my hair in a pony to keep safe, let my bangs fall reaching my lashes, finding this disturbing, I trimmed them

“Yes perfect”

My stomach responds telling me it's time to fix him up too, haven't eaten nothing for a whole day

I'm still feeling juiced up, I headed to the kitchen, I stopped hearing a voice that I thought I'll never hear again echoing through the spacious hall laughing, my mom's voice harmonizing with it. No, no, no no, no no, no no, no !!!!!. This can't be happening. I slowly forced my legs forward, preparing myself for torture. I wanted to go the other way, but my stomach won't hear none of it, taking the wheel, it stirred me forward to the kitchen. Seeing my nightmare sitting next to the counter with my mom. Cizct he's fifteen years old, he always spends the weekend with us. Without a coherent order, let's just say he popped out, this just made me realize I was out the entire day after the pizza fiasco. The biggest problem is that he's a pervert, a really big one but a subtle one. Maybe I'm the only one that sees the things he does while others act oblivious to it.

Mom is holding a can of beer well. This isn't going to end up well.

I slipped behind her and taking the beer from her

“Oh Cizct what a pleasant surprise”

“Nana you look so big. How long has it been?”

“It's only been a year”

I wish it was forever

His eyes already ogling my body, so annoying.

“I missed you”

Yeah right

Ignoring him, facing mom

“I'm hungry”

“I know I ordered your favorite yesterday, but you passed in the bathtub.”

Stop reminding me urrrgh

“They're in the microwave,”

“Alright I'm going to take a shower,” cizct raised one eyebrow.

“You two do some catching up,” saying that, she leaves the kitchen

Taking my favorites (Pizza and fries) out of the microwave, I took the chair left unoccupied by mom and started eating

Cizct looking at me eat with a smile on his face., which is making me uncomfortable.

“Hummp won't go after her?”

“Ha!! I'm a changed man now, nana”

More like a boy.

“Speaking of changes, you are still the same as always nana ain't you suffering?”

My vision goes dizzy for a second

“Do I look like I'm suffering?” I managed to answer

“You can't fool me nana”

“What are you talking about?”

“If you aren't suffering then, why did you call for me to meet you?”

“I….”

Words stuck in my throat, unable to answer.

“That circle of yours, moving in circles, repeating the same thing, is annoying”

No

“ If you're oblivious to it, would be so much better”

Stop

“You're breaking and will end up how they want you to be"

Shut up

“And oh the anomaly, I bet you're going to relish that”

Aaah yes, the anomaly, something….

“What are you even doing nana this is so sad”

“Cizct!!!! Cizctttttttttt!!!! “

Putting all my strength to my arm and slamming my fork on the table

“Are you deaf!!!!!!????? She calling you get out of here.!!!”

Rage broadening inside me as cizct stood up, leaving the kitchen.

“Pitiful,” he said in a voice devoid of emotions.

Breakfast left an unpleasant taste in my mouth, so I holed up myself in my room for the entire day,

Ain't you suffering?

What are you doing?

Bring those emotions back from where you tossed them.

Those words lingered in my mind as I slowly doze off, feeling something pressed against my lips, soft hot air on my face ignoring it, not bothering to open my eyes I fell asleep.