immortalbeingnovel

      Immortal Being




















I’d like to dedicate this book to my mother for telling me never to give up what you love and my sister for showing me the way. I’d also like to thank my brother for his tough revising. I never would’ve made it without you guys, love yah!






1
Sometimes the most existent things in the world, are the things that are the most unseen, and unknown. We never know what indescribable, superlative beings we can come across beyond the eye can see. To everyone what’s real is real and what’s fake is fake, but for me now, what’s real is a myth and what’s called “fake” is everything I have come to love and adore. Life is full of unexpected, fantastic surprises, that’s what’s real.

I started the first day of my sophomore year with knots in my stomach, all my friends had moved including my best friend, Rebecca Gibbons. Every thing was on my mind grades, college, boys. I could hear my heart pounding and tightening; my palms were getting moist from sweat. All I could think about was becoming invisible. I took a deep breath and swallowed as I open the doors to Jackson High. This could be a good year; I hope. Walking down the hallway, to my homeroom, I tried not to let anyone see how nervous I was, so I suppressed my anxiety. I was always was frightened by crowds, one of my weaknesses, but it was always hard to hide my flaw with no one their to help me through it.  When I got to homeroom students were throwing paper planes and playing keep away with the “class nerd‘s” glasses. Typical high school behavior, I thought. I took a seat near the closet door, only because I was far away from every one else. I looked at all of the students fooling around. I was guessing it would be another boring, normal year of high school until a girl began to sit in a seat right next to me with a big smile on her face. “Hi! Name’s Janet Robins and you are?” She held out her hand getting ready to shake mine.
    “Hi, Marissa…. Marissa Harrison.” I responded. Janet complemented my name. “What classes do you have Marissa?” She asked. “Well, I go to physics next.” I answered. Janet looked exhilarated. “Me to!” She yelped. I smiled back, the day was starting off well. When Janet left to talk to her friends I opened my sketch book and began to draw waiting for my teacher to dismiss us. During the school day, the only person who had talked to me at all was Janet Robins, but I didn’t let that bother me, I really hated making conversation, I would always end up saying something dumb. At lunch I had manage to sit at the end of a table filled with the band geeks and the performing arts group. Just like last year.

Living in Colorado for most of my life, I was used to the cold and the darkness, so I didn’t mind being alone sometimes. It snowed mostly every day, but that was the only high point of this place. Nothing exciting ever happens in Colorado, nothing exciting ever happens to me either. When I got home I immediately went up stairs to my room and laid on my bed listening to songs off my I-pod. Classical music played. As I listened, I felt different. Nobody ever gets me. I have yet to find a person who shares the same interests that I do. I would have to travel back to the 1700’s just to find a guy who is in some way, like me. Soon I dosed off to the sounds of  Sonata still in my head, I dreamed of a boy, a boy so different from every one else, sort of like me. He was so distinct that he was almost impalpable, but so gorgeous and magnificent that he could be known around the world, and I was some how near this dream boy. He reached out his hand with an expression so overwhelming  that it made me swoon in revelation. His dark blue eyes were focused on my murky brown ones and it looked as if we were going to kiss-then nothing. My fantasy had ended. The dream was so actual, that I even thought I hadn’t dreamed at all. Who was this individual? I got out of bed stroking my hair back, and out of my face. I was looking around trying to make out where the door was in the darkness. When I came down the steps my mother was making dinner and my father was blowing a puff of smoke out of his mouth. The smell of Camel Light cigarettes filled the atmosphere. 
“Where have you been honey? I would have thought you’d be hanging with your new friends.” Mom said, as she was placing plates on the table.
“I don’t think I made any friends mom, I‘m so different from everyone else.” I answered. Dad placed his cigarette bud in the ash tray next to the recliner he had been lounging on.
“Don’t say that sweetheart you’re just… you.”
Thanks dad. I think. I sat down eating my dinner watching my dad smoke and my mom hand him his dinner. Same boring home, same boring school, and same boring life. As I was going to bed that night, I couldn’t stop thinking of the guy I had dreamed about earlier. I could remember his every feature. His long brown hair blowing in the wind, his eyes sparkling in the moon light, and his smile, his wonderful, beautiful smile drawing me in so heavenly. I wanted to know who he was so bad.

The next day of school I wasn’t so isolated from every one as the day before. Janet offered me to sit at her lunch table, everyone appeared to be so kind and welcoming.
“Hey, you’re Marissa right? Janet told us a little bit about you.”  Said a boy. “Name’s Vince.” He continued.
Then another girl began to speak.
“I love your outfit Marissa, my name is Emma.” She greeted.
I finally had made some new friends: Janet, Vince, Emma, and another boy I had met at they’re table named Dallas. High school was finally going great so far. I walked home with my new friends in the chilling air.  They all were talking about the hottest games and fashions that were coming out, but I couldn’t say anything, I had nothing in common with them, and I knew nothing about their topics. All I liked to do was draw and listen to music.
“So what’s your favorite artist?” Emma asked. I became surprised, I thought they weren’t even interested in art?
    “Oh….Well, I love the work of Salvador Dali.” I replied. They all laughed, thinking that I was joking, of course now I knew they where talking about music artists.
    “That’s funny, Marissa.” Dallas snorted. I laughed with them pretending that I really was kidding. I opened the door to my house and hung my coat up in the closet.
    “Mom, dad! I’m home!” I called out. Dad was probably at work and mom was most likely at the store. I picked up one of my favorite book, Hamlet, and started to read.

The next day of school in geography, Mr. Clark introduced some new students to the class. They’re names were,  Destin and Lyle McKinley, the other, Fay Denis. I looked back to witness the 3 of them and I gasped in astonishment. One of them looked exactly like the anonymous boy that was in my dream. I couldn’t believe my eyes, fantasy boys just don’t come to life? I felt insane, all I could do was continue on with the day like nothing had changed. And that’s what I was planning to do. Since there were 2 seats empty in the front of me and 1 seat empty beside me the process of elimination took its toll. I was forced to be “social.” Fay and Lyle sat in the seats in front and Destin sat next to me. Lyle glanced back at me and gave me a wink, Fay made a grunt and gave me a nasty look. I stared back puzzled. I couldn’t remember the first time I was flirted with or the first time some one scowled at me for nothing. When I pulled back my chair to let Destin in, I accidentally rammed my chair into his leg and he dropped his books. Good way to make a first impression. I thought.
    “I’m so sorry!” I apologized. I started to help him pick up his books, then we both looked up at each other and into our eyes. I got lost in his eyes, as they sparkled in the shimmering light above us, his deep, mysterious, blue eyes were like a wave hauling me in. He smiled a luxurious smile and what came out of his mouth was like a gentle melody to my ears.
    “That’s alright, it’s my fault.” Destin said. He went up to his seat while I was still gazing into space until the sound of the school bell broke my delusion. When class began, Mr. Clark talked about geograpghy and the projects we were doing in this semester. I repeatedly glanced at Destin wondering why I had seen him in my dream. I got lost so many times that my teacher kept calling on me to see if I were paying attention. Every aspect of him was just too surreal that I had to continually stare. He caught my glimpse a few times but made nothing of it. When the bell rang, Fay, Lyle, and Destin sprung from there seats and walked out of the classroom, each one stared at me while leaving. I felt so confused as I headed to lunch.
    “So, what do you guys think of the new kids? They’re kind of strange aren’t they?” I asked Emma and Vince looking back at mystifying bunch.
    “I think the two guys are soooo cute!” said Emma. “And the other one isn’t half bad either.” Added Vince. I should’ve known that all they would care about was they’re looks but then again they all looked tremendously gorgeous. I sat down at the table looking back at the new students, all of them were sitting at a table with all the other popular good-looking kids. Already the popular clique had welcomed them into they’re group, probably because of there beauty. I began to study Destin. The way he talked and the way he looked, was so familiar as if I knew him before, I really wish I did.

Walking home with my friends, I thought about Fay, Lyle and especially Destin. They all seemed so alike staring at me with no expression what so ever, their pale faces where so mesmerizing, where have I seen them before? Dallas snapped his fingers bringing me back to life.
“Hello, Marissa? Back to earth!” He called out.
“Sorry, I was just distracted by my thoughts.” I explained. We had, by now got to my house and I waved good bye to my friends. Soon as I got home I again took another nap listening to Mozart and Bach awaiting for dinner to be served. During my nap I could have sworn I felt something cold brush up against my arm. My over all thought was that the wind  blew through my window, but it felt so life-like that I instantly jumped up and searched around for whom had been in my room. Of course, no one seemed to be there. I walked down the steps and questioned my mom and dad if they had been in my room, but both of they’re answers were no. I went to the bathroom feeling paranoid, I splashed water on my face and looked in the mirror. “Its just the wind.” I said to myself.

On the weekend I spent time with my Aunt Callie, she was the only family member who basically got me.
    “How’s school Marissa, meet any cute boys?” She questioned nudging me. I smiled.
    “No, but there is one guy, I feel like I know him, but I haven’t seen him in my life.” well except in a dream I had I few days back.
    “Then get to know him!” My aunt responded. She was right the only way I could stop this paranoia is to at least talk to Destin.
    “Ok, I’ll do it.” I promised her.

When geography class began again I finally spoke to Destin.
    “Hi Destin, welcome to Jackson high.” I said.
    “Thank you.” He replied, again with his lovely voice. “Is that your brother?” I asked. “Yes, he is.” He answered. I could tell Destin was not a talkative person, but then again, neither was I. Then Destin’s brother Lyle leaned against my table.
    “Hey, babe, I sit right here if you’re looking for me.” He told me, he gave my another wink and sat down. Fay smacked him on the back of his head and whispered to him in an aggravated tone.
    “If he ever bothers you, just tell me and he‘ll never trouble you again.” Destin looked in my eyes again. I could see in his eyes that he was truly serious.
    “Oh, ok I will, but it‘s really no big deal.” I said. There was something about Destin that made me want to know so much more about him. Why was it such a big deal to him that his brother was annoying me? So many question’s that I needed to be answered.

We were partnered with our table mates for the new physics project Mr. Clark established . Destin started to speak.
    “What would you like to do the project on Marissa?” I was stunned he knows my name.
    “ Um…I don’t mean to be rude, but how do you know my name?” I asked. Destin looked around.
    “It was a lucky speculation, I guess.” He said.
    “Oh, well then I think it would be best if we probably did the project on motion.” I said. Destin nodded his head and agreed with what the project should be on. We worked until the period was over making small talk when it got too quiet. He was so mysterious I had to know so much more about him so later after school I tried to find him but he disappeared. Where could he have gone? On my way out of the school Lyle had caught up to me and he was beginning to be annoying.
“I’m just going to cut right to the chase here, I’m hot and ever since I walked in the school I’ve been popular, so how about we do something later.” He insisted.
“I barley know you creep!” I said pushing my books in front of him to make him leave.
“Come on Marissa, I-”
“Wait you know my name too? First your brother now you?”I trembled.
Suddenly Destin stepped in and pushed Lyle to the wall.
“I told you not to go near her!” He said softly but angrily. He told Lyle to go away then he looked at me.
“I’m sorry about that, he will never bother you again.”
“Its ok, really, but what’s weird is he knows my name.” Destin looked back to see if Lyle had gone.
“Well he must have over heard it from one of the students, uh- I have to go.” Destin hurried down the hall way, there was something strange about the way Destin knew Lyle was near me, like he came out of no where but I was probably blowing it all out of proportion. “Hey Marissa! We were looking for you come on lets go!” Shouted out Janet I fallowed them out the door with the whole incident still in my mind. I went to school the next day looking for Destin and I finally spotted him in the hall talking with Fay and Lyle.
“Were going to have to leave because of you, you idiot!” Yelled Fay. “Fay is right Lyle, you’re not suppose to go near her.” Destin continued. I bit my lip. He’s really leaving already? I thought. He cant! I had to admit Destin was the only exciting thing that happen to me, he was in my dreams, and now in my life, I couldn’t just let him leave.  I walked away while Destin continued his conversation with Fay and Lyle.  I placed my lunch tray on my table.
“Janet, do you know anything about the McKinley’s” I said.
“I heard the tall one with the dark hair is so hot and but quiet and Lyle is so cool and also very hot.” She told me. Quiet? I thought, is barley seen. I looked back at the table were Destin usually sits, but he wasn’t there, neither Fay, nor Lyle. So I continued to eat my lunch but still in wonderment.  






2
Destin did not come back to school until after that day. In geography I confronted him.
“Where did you go? I had to work on the project alone.” I told him.
“I had to leave early, um family emergency.” He confessed.
“Ok, well can we work on it at your house or-”
“No! lets finish it at your house .” He persisted. I compromised with him and we agreed to do it at my house, even though I did not know him that well, this was the only way I could house the project was appearing to be a master piece, but all in an that half an hour I had no new information on Destin. I gave up, it was incompetent, so I took out my I pod.
“Beethoven?” He asked. I answered back
“I know its dumb-”
“No, I love Beethoven, his music is brilliant! May I?” He said grabbing an ear bud. I nodded, I couldn’t believe he likes classical music just like me.
“What’s your favorite song?” He queried.
“Beethoven’s 5th, of course.” I replied. “It gives me inspiration for when I draw.”
I handed him my sketch book. Destin scanned through them
“these are beautiful.” I began to blush, as we both smiled at each other.
“I better go, I’ll see you tomorrow to work on the project.” He told me as he sauntered out the door. When Destin left, I scanned through my sketch book, and looked at all the drawing’s I made from when I was little to now. I was always a phenomenal drawer but I hid my talents. I don’t know why really, maybe I’m afraid of criticism? All I know is one day I’ll share my art work with the world. At school during lunch, I spotted out Destin’s table and headed over there. Fay shot up from her seat
“What are you doing here?” Fay asked in a raging voice. Destin leaped up from his seat too.
“Marissa, hello. I apologize for Fay’s rudeness.”
“No, worries.” I answered. Fay snickered at me, and turned to Destin. “She doesn’t belong here.” She murmured to him.
“Just let her sit here for today.” He told her and pulled me out a chair. Abruptly Lyle came to the table. I should have known he would be here, but I wasn’t going to let him ruin my analysis on his brother. “Well, I’m glad to see your finally warming up to me.” He said, then Fay pulled him down in a chair next to her.
Lyle looked mad at Fay. Destin put his hand on his forehead looking embarrassed.
“So uh, Marissa what do you think about the physics project were working on?” Jasper inquired.
“I think were gonna get an easy A of course.” I replied. He smiled . I got out my I pod.
“Do you want to listen to more Beethoven?” Fay glanced at Destin and mouthed out no to him.
“That’s ok.” He answered and started to eat his lunch. I didn’t know why Fay hated me so much, I never even spoke to her before. She wasn’t going to stop me from talking to Destin neither. While in class me and Destin talked so much about ourselves, and every thing he liked I liked too. I was impressed, I thought I was the only one who knew a lot about the great composers and artists. We talked so much that we even continued our conversation after class. I walked alongside him in the hall going to my next class.
“Destin, I think you’re the only person I know that likes both Mozart and Picasso.”
“Like wise.” He responded back.
I still couldn’t believe someone as gorgeous and clever as Destin would even talk to me, let alone have the same interests.
“Marissa!” Called out Janet, “come on lets go!”
I turned to Destin.
“Can I meet up with you later? My friends just want to walk with me to class.”
“Sure, I’ll see you later.” He said.
I went up to my friends and greeted them.
 “You’re talking to silent boy?” Ask Dallas.
“Yeah, were partners in the physics project, he’s really cool.
I looked back at Destin. They just got to give him a chance, I thought. At the end of school I caught up with him.
“Hey, do you want to hang out today? My friends and I are going to the movies later today.”
Destin did not seem to be the “social type” but he appeared like he hasn’t had any fun in centuries.
“What movie are you going to see?” He questioned.
“Ghost city.” I answered.
He agreed to join me and all I had to do was tell my friends.
“Do you guys mind if Destin comes along with us to the movies, I invited him.”
Everyone groaned.
“Why’d you invite him?” Vince wined.
“Come on, it would be a good chance to get to know him a little better.” riposted. I know I will. 
They dealt with Destin coming and we arranged for everyone to meet at the movies at 7:00. At the movies everybody was there except for Destin.
“Lets go Marissa were going to miss the movie.” Janet gestured me to come in the theater.
“I’ll meet up with you in a second .” I informed her. About five minutes later I was about to go into the movie theater, then Destin appeared in the dark.
“I thought you weren’t going to show.” I said to him.
“Sorry I was late, lets go inside.” I fallowed him in and we sat beside one another.
“I don’t really watch a lot of ghost movies, there very fictitious at times.” I said to him softly.
“Sometimes, you have to look past what is seems to be fictitious to really see what’s factual .” He countered back.
I glared at him in belief. He might be right, I thought. After the movie when all of my friends left,  Destin offered to walk me home. I admit Destin was not like another boys. He was sweet, polite, courteous, and more mature than any other guy I had met.
“Remember when you said that, you have to look past what’s fake to see what’s real, I thought that clever.” I said to him.
“Yes, well I know from experience.”
Experience? We finally got to my house.
“Thank you for walking me home, I knew my friends wouldn’t do it.” “Your welcome, I‘ll see you Monday at school.” He replied, and then vanished in the night.
I wondered what experience that Destin had gone through. I’ve been thinking a lot about Destin for the past week my aunt was right, all I had to do was get to know him a little better and now I have more in common with him than anyone I’ve ever met! I thought about the things he would say and how it had deep meaning to it. Every word sucked me in, making me want to hear more. Destin was so interesting, he brought so much wonderment into my dull life.  I couldn’t wait for Monday to come, so I could talk to him. I got into my bed, fell asleep and dreamed  about the boy I had fantasized. I imagined us together, him and I far away from this town. Suddenly I felt a change in him, he was dark and had a some what ghostly appearance. What was becoming of my fantasy? What happened to my dark knight in shining armor?
The geography project quota was on Monday so Destin and I volunteered to present first. I could tell nobody knew who I was and I knew they did not want to listen. I switched from being calm and cool, to shy and frightened.
“Why did we volunteer to go first? what if I mess up, I’m going to ruin the whole presentation.” I whispered to Destin,
he whispered back, “It’s alright, I promise you nothing will happen while I’m up here with you.”
I completely trusted Destin, I couldn’t ask for anyone better to present with than him. After we were done we sat back down in our seats. “Thanks for pep talk, I’m sort of shy around crowds.”
“Glad I could help.” He beamed back.
I didn’t know what I was going to do when the project was over. I would have no excuse to hang out with Destin. I didn’t even know if he still wanted to hang out with me?