Member-only story
The Psychic Club
[Capsule: Song Freewriting]
The psychic club at school was weird even for a psychic club. Mostly during meetings they discussed Marvel comics and the latest episodes of their favorite sci-fi series of the moment. Becoming part of their group may have meant anathema to my social standing at school, but I needed somewhere to hide. At least they didn’t have a penchant for discussing Star Wars — a small mercy.
But not all of the psychic club were blind. Adam was becoming suspicious of me, I knew it, and his sister wasn’t far behind. Weren’t teenagers supposed to be oblivious to anything that didn’t revolve around them? All my training and observation of earth hadn’t prepared me for this.
It was easy enough to pretend at humanity — except in the cafeteria. There were only so many times I could pretend to subsist on power drinks alone, or the protein shakes that weren’t so bad.
Being an alien in high school — it was its own parody, I supposed, from all the earthian sitcoms I had binged prior to my escape. All the preparation in the world could not have prepared me for the power of teenage hormones.
Welcome to another Drabble Me This flashback. I wrote this piece in a song freewriting journal back in February 2021; the song that I listened to was “Ref:rain” by Aimer. I wrote some notes down about the…
