2 Chapter Two: Paths that lead ya somewhere and nowhere

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It was suddenly lunch time. As students now found

themselves completely immersed inside their closed off

groups, Craig sat in the halls alone. He had a

contemplative stare on his face that seemed relentless.

He stared at his phone coldly, not believing the exchange

that had just taken place with his future self. How could

this be? A girl is going to commit suicide and now it's

up to him to find her. And if he can't find her and she

does off himself the universe will be altered forever? It

just didn't seem fair to him that this would be put upon

him.

As Craig continued to drop into the abyss that is his

mind, Ryan and Clarice noticed Craig as they wandered

through the halls in a somewhat happy go lucky manner.

As they noticed the expression on Craig's face they

couldn't help but become alarmed and concerned

regarding his mental state. And the fact that he didn't

take notice of them was disconcerting as well.

"Hey!" The two of them shouted to Craig, effectively

breaking him out of the prison of his mind.

"Oh hey, whattup?"

"Are you okay?" Claire asked with genuine concern.

You seemed gone for a second."

"Like you were tripping on some dope ass shrooms or

something." Ryan blurted it out in what was now

obviously his normal state.

"Yeah, I'm fine. I just get a little squirrely when I'm

hungry."

"But, it's lunch." Claire so kindly pointed out. "Why

don't you just go eat?"

"My parents forgot to give me the check for lunch

money."

Claire then handed Craig a bright red apple seemingly

out of nowhere. She had a nice radiant smile on her face

as the apple pointed towards him. Craig couldn't help

but break a smile at her strange, yet gentle kindness.

"Eat up!" Claire said, hoping to inject some enthusiasm

into Craig.

"Thanks Claire." Craig said as he bit into the apple.

You could see a sense of relief as his thoughts went

away from the issue at hand and he focused on

masticating the apple.

"Did you give that future self-visualization a go man?"

Ryan asked.

"Yeah."

"What went down?"

"Not much of anything at all actually."

"Bummer deal. I got to speak my future self. Well, for a

little bit anyway. It was hard to stay connected and I just

lost focus. Although, I did catch him saying something

about chemistry.

"Something about it being important."

"Aren't you failing chemistry?" Claire asks.

"Yeah... oh shit."

"And you Claire?" Craig asked.

"I did talk to my future self! She was so cool! She had

this beautiful, yet serious look to her. And she was so

smart. Her advice to me was to not waste my time

gossiping. How deep is that? "I can't believe that when

I turn 25 I'm going to be like that!"

"Oh wow." Craig said, really trying to hide the obvious

disappointment on his face. How was it that he is the

only one that had the kind of contact with his future self?

Craig's head sinks down further as Ryan and Claire just

can't help but feel sorry for him.

"Yo." Ryan called out to Craig. We are going to go and

finish eating outside. "If you don't have something to do

you should come with."

"It's cool." Craig replied in a self-defeating way.

wouldn't want to bother you two."

"What the hell are you talking about?" Claire asked in a

surprisingly assertive manner. "How would you bother

us?"

"I don't know. "But I'm positive that I would find a

way."

"Oh, shut up. You're coming whether you like it or not.

"You got that?"

"Come again?"

"Do I seriously have to repeat myself?"

Moments later Craig found himself outside with Ryan

and Claire, laying across the field, staring into the blue

sky that was above them. Craig looked at Ryan and

Claire and noticed just how calm and relaxed they were.

But, with what was looming, Craig couldn't help but be

just a little tense. Not that anyone could truly blame him

of course. Who was this girl? How in the hell is it going

to be possible to find her? Do I know her? Or is she

some total stranger? What if she is some transfer student

that won't actually be here until October? What if it was

Amy? Leanna? Rachel? Or even Claire? These were

the quality of thoughts that went through Craig's mind

right now.

Craig looked at Claire to see if there was anything

about her expression that would suggest that she would

do such an act. He inspected her face for any signs of

covert sadness, any kind of sign at all for that matter. As

Craig turned over to Claire to see any warning signs,

Ryan noticed the subtle shifts with Craig's body

language and found it peculiar and felt compelled to say

something.

"How's your schedule treating you Craig?" Ryan asked

wanting to free Craig from his mind once again.

"Oh, you know." Replied Craig in a hasty fashion as he

realized that he had been seen. It's the same shit just

like last year. "But, why the generic ass question?"

"Well, we don't know each other that well. So, I

figured that it would work out better to start a

conversation on such common grounds."

"Yeah, I guess. "Still boring."

"Do you get bored a lot?"

"I haven't really given it a lot of thought. I guess that I

do get bored a lot."

"Maybe you just aren't fully present in the moment

enough. Look around you and breathe. "If you are fully

present with what's right in front of you, then you can

never be bored."

Craig looked up at the sky as he allowed those words to

hit him just a bit. Staring at the sky, he couldn't help but

ponder if he truly ever is present at all.

"I've concluded that my future self has been speaking to

me this whole time." Claire announced.

"In what ways?" Ryan asked.

"When you think about it, it's pretty obvious. There are

clouds in the sky that remind me of my hello kitty doll.

It's crazy, she's been trying to send me a message this

whole time."

Just as Claire said that, Craig got a text from guess who?

His future self.

"You must really feel comfortable about the direction

that you're taking."

Craig briefly stared at the text as a feeling of horror

arose within him. He knew that his future self was

correct about his underlying message. He couldn't just

lay around here like everything was fine. He had to stay

mobile and take some serious action.

"I got to take care of some shit before class." Craig

announced as he quickly rose up from the ground. Ryan

and Claire looked to him as if they were letting him

know that his actions seemed too abrupt to be real.

"I guess we'll see you at the club then bro." Ryan said.

"Guess so."

As lunch neared its completion, Craig stood still in the

hallway as he began to scan. What he was trying to do

was convince himself that this was all just a very

elaborate practical joke. However, he knew that wasn't

the case because there really wasn't anyone close enough

to him for this to be the case. Unless his old comrades

were behind this, staging a reunion. He pegged that to

be highly unlikely.

After a few more moments pass and Craig noticed that

the bell was about to ring, he finally decides to just pull

the trigger and text his future self for advice. What harm

would come of it? Might as well give it a shot.

He asked his future self if there was anything that he

could do to figure out just who this person could be.

Surprisingly, he got a quick response from him.

"Go up to someone who intimidates you."

Craig instantly knew what he meant of course. Go to a

girl that he thought was really hot. Nothing could prove

to be more intimidating to a young man's psyche than

getting rejected by a girl that not only he saw hot, but

most of the guys and girls in the school did as well. The

mere thought of this made Craig's heart faint.

The thing is, Craig knew that this wasn't the time to

cower away. That this was in fact the time for inspired

action. And he certainly had the proper inspiration now.

So, Craig did a quick scan for the hottest girl that was

in his peripheral vision. His eyes caught and settled on

one Marcy Pryce, a junior and a fantastic cheerleader.

She was the prime example of the girl that guys would

discuss when bringing up who really turned them on.

The type of girl that if she smiled and looked you in the

eye that you were going to be thinking about that for

exactly one week.

Craig looked at Marcy and his fight or flight response

started going off. The words "no way" popped into his

head a few times. Although, as much as he wanted to

just not do it, he realized that it was his fate. He had no

choice in matter. Either go up to Marcy or have the

universe be altered forever because he was too scared.

After taking a few deep breaths, Craig went in. He

made sure that he had the most confident and cool look

that he could think of. He thought of Denzel

Washington walking the red carpet. As he walked up to

Marcy he noticed that she had four other girls that were

nearly as beautiful as her. Craig began to wonder why

hot girls always hung out in such big groups. It just

made everything that much harder.

As Craig stepped to Marcy, the girls that were orbiting

around her noticed. A look of confusion crossed their

faces as Craig drew in closer and closer. That familiar

feeling of resistance arose up within him with the

sharpness of a brand-new Cuisinart. He just wanted

to drop back and have nothing to do with them at all. He

also knew that if he were to do that then that could spell

the universe as he knew it. So, he pushed on.

"Hey." Craig, mustering the courage to speak to Marcy.

"I'm Craig."

"Hey." Marcy said with as much apathy as one could

imagine with a greeting. "Marcy."

Craig could tell instantly that she had her guards up. It

was perhaps because she's had a ton of scrubs hit on her

quite a bit of the time. So, Craig just saying hey to her

simply was not going to cut it.

"I kept up with how you and the cheerleading squad did

at the nationals." Craig said to her. He was just pulling

this out of his ass. But, it was enough to create a pattern

interruption where Marcy's attention was concerned.

"It was quite spectacular actually. It's going to be cool

to see you as the captain next year."

Marcy's face lit up like a sunrise crossed her face.

Craig was surprised that his simple ass words could

bring such a reaction to such an attractive young lady.

All she wanted right then and there were some kind

words. And that was all that it took to get the ball rolling

in the direction of Craig's favor.

"Wow, thank you!" Marcy said with a sweet sound of

joy being expressed through her voice. Her friends

stared at her and Craig in disbelief. Marcy wasn't the

type of girl that would just fall for a guy like that.

Especially a non-athlete lower classman. "It's a ton of

work, but it can be really life affirming sometimes!"

Now that was not something that Craig expected to

hear from Marcy's mouth. Life affirming? He had just

judged her as an airhead hot cheerleader like every other.

He didn't think that cheerleading meant more to her than

the notoriety that came along with it.

"What makes it life affirming for you?"

"Just being able to set a goal and being able to see it

through with the girls. I never feel more alive than when

I am cheering. It's like I'm able to totally be myself in

front of other people and it's accepted. You know what I

mean?"

"Yeah, I know what you mean. The energy within you

when you cheer is your true essence."

And just like that, Marcy lit up even more. Craig was

beginning to even surprise himself. He knew that he

could use his words well in certain situations. However,

he didn't think that a few kind words would get Marcy to

be so receptive and warm to him.

The bell rang, and Marcy stared at Craig with a look of

longing on her face. Craig knew right then and there that

he was in with Marcy. It was now only a matter of

retrieving her number and making plans to see her.

Then, he would be able to investigate her behavior. As

he was about to make a move, Marcy beat him to the

punch.

"Let me get your number." Marcy said, truly catching

Craig off guard. Her friends were just about as stunned

as well. Marcy handed Craig her phone and he began to

put his number in. He was all giddy inside of course.

But, he managed to keep that self-contained. Marcy then

reached into Craig's pocket, grabbed his phone and put

her number in. Craig was in awe of the confidence that

she exuded. The realization that he didn't truly know

who he was dealing with finally dropped in.

"Call or text me. We'll hang out."

"For sure."

And just like that the bell rang. Marcy and her friends

were off as Craig gathered himself together and headed

towards his class. All he truly wanted to do was gather

some information about Marcy to see if she was the

suicide girl. Now suddenly, he has a date with her. It

was as if things were being arranged in his favor by a

puppet master.

Once the last class of the day was over and Craig

bought a couple of slices of pizza, he ran straight to the

club room where everyone except for Amy was already

there. There was a hint of madness on Craig's face once

he entered the room as everyone was greatly affected by

his energy. Craig looked around briefly as his radar

caught Leanna. He then b-lined right to her.

"Leanna, have you been texting your future self lately?"

"No, not really. Why? What's going on?"

Leanna's expression on her face that was as set as

concrete said it all. She was more than a bit alarmed by

Craig's sense of urgency. As Craig was about to really

press her, Amy walked into the room and the sight did

not appeal to her much at all. She ran over and grabbed

Craig by the collar, jerking him away from Leanna.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing? Amy asked,

staring Craig right in the eyes as if she was a police

officer and he was some perp that she had just

apprehended.

"Amy! Please tell me if you have been talking to your

future self! I need to…"

Before Craig could even finish, Amy had punched him

in the face, herself being more than a bit alarmed by

Craig's sense of urgency. Everyone gathered around as

Craig dropped to the floor. Amy then looked down at

Craig as he began to crack his eyes open.

"Dude, what is wrong with you?"

"It's kind of hard to explain."

"Do you know where we are? "This is the place for

things that are hard to explained to be properly

explained!"

Craig took a deep breath, exhaled and got himself up

from the grown. He patted his clothing as everyone

looked at him in a confused manner, feeling that

something different was about to be said. Craig then

looked at Amy as his eyes grew with seriousness, but his

face became soft.

"I've been communicating with my future self a lot."

"Like texting back and forth?"

"Yup."

"Wow!" Claire exclaimed out of nowhere. "How did

you swing that? That sounds so cool!"

"How is that even possible?" Leanna asked.

"Sometimes the future self has an urgent mission and he

must dump it on his past self, being present Craig."

Amy explained. It is, however a rare occurrence. And

even then, most future selves will tell you about the

mission and that's the end of it."

"Sounds like yours is chatty Craig." Ryan commented.

"The mission is that there is a girl in this school who is

going to commit suicide." Craig said, at once bringing

the room to a complete (no pun intended) dead silence.

"I have until winter break to find her and stop her. And if

I don't succeed with this mission then this universe's

world time will be altered in an significant way forever.

No one truly knew what to do as they stared at Craig.

Then a wave of energy went through Amy, Leanna, and

Claire. What if it was one of them? Was that the reason

Craig was so in their faces, particularly Amy and

Leanna?

"So, umm." Claire started. Is there any sort of criteria

that allows one to show up on this list?"

"None so far." Craig replied. "My future self only told

me so far to go up to someone who scared me. So, I

went up to that popular varsity cheerleader, Marcy

Pryce, and started talking to her. I guess we will be

going out soon, so I'll be able to learn more."

Amy's, Leanna's, and Clarice's mouths all nearly

dropped at what Craig said. All three became filled up

with their own unique brand of jealousy.

"So, you're going on a date with Marcy Pryce?" Leanna

asked with a slightly timid voice.

"Craig!" Amy exclaimed. "You can't just use this

future self shit as an excuse to be a man-whore! This is

about science! Not dates!"

"My intent was not to get a date with her."

"You're saying that it just kinda happened huh? Like a

funny story?"

"In a way, pretty much, yeah. Just a byproduct of the

whole ordeal."

"Whatever. Regardless, this is all damn kinds of serious

on the any kind of scale. This is suicidal girl offs

herself, it's possible that the events that are taking place

right now may be wiped out."

"Wiped out?" Claire repeated with great fear in her

voice. "Why?"

"Sometimes a death of one ant can set off the death of a

whole colony." Amy began. "Even someone who is as

seemingly insignificant like as female teenager can alter

the course of the universe forever. This universe was

built on logical rules, but it sure doesn't operate on

logic."

"Why don't we help you Craig?" Leanna suggested.

But, just like that, Craig got a text from his future self.

He quickly examined it and then showed it to everyone.

Everyone's eyes widen as they read the text.

"No can do on receiving anyone's help. "You're doing

this all alone."

"It looks like my future self wants me to go at this solo."

"But, how are you going to be able to figure out the girl

who's going to kill herself?" Ryan asked. "Chances are

it's not even Marcy."

"You're going to have track down every single girl in the

school." Claire suggested.

"Shit." Craig let out. That's not even possible. "There's

no way."

"Well, you're going to need to actually come with some

sort of criteria then." Leanna said. That's going to be

the only way that you're going to be able to figure this

out."

"Agreed." Amy said as she immediately headed over to

the chalk board. "Any ideas of what a suicidal girl is

like?"

"OOOO!" Claire let out. "They look sad!"

"True." Amy replied as she wrote that down.

"They are lonely!" Leanna said.

"Absolutely." Amy replied as she wrote that down as well.

"They wear all black." Ryan said.

"Makes sense." Amy replied as she wrote that down as

well.

"They want love!" Claire blurted out.

"Indeed." Amy said as she added that suggestion to the

list.

As the suggestions went on, the list grew and it in fact

got better. At the end of up it, Craig couldn't help but

just stare at it. It was of course a somber list. However

that had allowed Craig to engage different patterns of

thought in regard to this.

"Well." Amy said. "Now you've got a base to jump from."

"I guess that is one way of looking at it." Craig said.

"So, any of us fit the criteria?" Claire asked in a semi

joking way.

The thing is, Craig didn't see any part of it as a joke.

The same could be said for everyone else in the room. If

there was a meter that measured the amount of

awkwardness that was currently in the room, it would

have broken due to all the pressure that had been

amassed. Amy and Leanna tried to not look at anyone as

they thought of what applied to them on that list.

"I'm going to have to compile more data before I can

properly come to any kind of conclusion." Craig stated.

The club meeting went on and Craig left without so

much uttering a word. As Craig walked out of the door,

Amy quickly rushed over to Craig grabbed his arm

tightly to get his attention. Judging by the way he

whipped back, he was indeed effective.

"Woman!" Craig shouted, annoyed with her actions.

"What's the deal?"

"Geez, you are a tender young man, aren't you?" Amy

commented in a condescending manner.

Amy began to stare at Craig in a manner that became

quite off putting to him. He didn't quite understand why

was looking at him so intently. He normally enjoyed it

when a girl was looking at him like that. But why Amy,

he could see that her blank expression meant that she

was in deep thought about him. And just what could she

be thinking of so deeply concerning him?

"Why are you looking at me like you're a famished

shark and I'm so some sort of juicy bait?" Craig

inquired hesitantly.

"You lost your virginity last year, didn't you?" Amy

asked Craig, just ever so slightly knocking him off of his

rocker.

"Uh…" Craig mumbled, searching to what would make

the most sense as a correct response to this.

"No need to hide it."

"Yeah, yeah I did. How did you figure that out?"

"It was in your eyes. You looked at me and I could

sense you feeling grounded. But all it really was just

you are acting like you are grounded instead of truly

being grounded."

"I see. What do you want?"

"How do you feel about Leanna, Claire, and I?"

Craig took a slight step back at this question. It was

clear as a brand-new diamond that had been under

pressure for decades that she was still figuring out how

she felt as far as the criteria that was written on the board

with Amy's own hand. Craig realized that he had to

handle this very carefully. Tiptoe around it if you will.

"Well. You see Amy, I haven't quite gone down that

level of thinking surrounding you three yet. It is just a

bit more complex than…"

"Oh, don't you give me that shit. You're a guy, you

know how you feel. So. say it."

"Can I be honest?"

"That's what I'm asking for!"

"I know how I feel about you three as far as liking how

you look. But outside of that, I don't know."

Amy looked at Craig with disbelief as Craig stood there

not sure of what he should be doing. Her face grew

softer and softer as each second went by. Craig could

sense that there were some great emotions building up

inside of her that she was doing her best not to release.

Craig knew that feeling all too well.

"Look dude. Just be honest. I can handle it."

"Okay… I think that Claire is really sweet with her

southern charm. But naïve as well. Leanna is super nice

and innocent. "Really cool and down to earth chick."

"And where the hell does that leave me?" Amy barks,

not caring about the other two and truly just wanting to

know where she stands with him.

"You are a bit domineering. But really cute."

Amy's face lit up at Craig words. Even with her trying

to hide it her face still shined in regard to his approval.

"Thanks for being honest."

"Yeah."

And just like that Craig walked away as Amy watched

in a longing manner. Leanna as she was exiting and

about to speak to Amy noticed the look on her face and

saw Craig walking off in the distance. She was able to

make a distinct connection between the two as Amy

gathered herself together.

"Want to get a burger?" Amy asked, hiding away her feelings."

"Sure." Leanna said, putting her arm around Amy,

trying to be a good friend. Leanna than caught another

look from Amy that made her just want to push her on

forward the as the two made their way for the exit.

As Craig walked through the halls to clear his head

before leaving he couldn't just help but be in his head

about everything. Should he consider Amy, Leanna, and

Claire in this? What do the three of them mean to him?

Is there anything beyond the superficial that can arise to

the surface? He had only just met them a few days ago

of course. But, what were feelings that he had bottled

inside about them that he couldn't express?

Craig was about to leave the school when Ryan caught

up to him. Craig was a bit taken aback by this. He had

been long gone from the club room. How the hell did

Ryan find him? Was he stalking him? If so, what for?

"Craig man."

"Whattup?"

"I wanted to talk about this whole future self-thing and

your mission a bit."

"Yeah? What about?"

"Well, I suppose I just want to ask…why you?"

This question took Craig back quite a bit. He could

instantly decipher that Ryan had some hidden motives

underneath that question. But, to what extent he had no

clue. There was no concrete reason to suspect Ryan of

any wrong doing. At the same time, there was no way to

get around his question which was indeed quite weird.

"I don't know man, I didn't choose. But, what's with that question?"

"Felt like a simple, fair question."

Craig couldn't help but look at Ryan in a weird way.

Suddenly, his cadence just seemed off to him. Like he

had become another person. Or rather, he was finally

showing his true self and it felt a bit off to Craig.

"Ryan, what's going on?"

"What do you mean bro?"

"You're just acting a bit… off."

Ryan came closer to Craig in an unnerving and telling

way. It was becoming clear that Ryan was preparing to

reveal something to him. Craig began to feel held in

some sort of suspense. Ryan then leaned towards, took a

deep breath and opened his mouth.

"Craig, I'm an earth angel."

As you could imagine, this knocked Craig a bit off his

out of his mind. He didn't even have the slightest clue

just what the hell an earth angel was. Outside of

sounding kinda cool to him, it just seemed a bit foreign

and out there. And now Ryan was seeming way out

there.

"Umm…" Craig started, not knowing what the hell he

should be saying. What are you talking about?"

"You've never even heard of the term earth angel?"

"Nope."

"Wow. I suppose it makes more sense why you were

picked. A nice, empty vessel."

"Are you going to actually tell me what the fuck is going

on or what?"

Ryan smiled at Craig vibrato. It was as if he was

testing his interest level. To see if he was in fact serious.

To see if he even truly cared at all. The reactions that he

received were proof enough for him.

"Three to five times a year, earth angels ascend to your

world. We aide those individuals who we deem need

our aid the most."

"Okay… And the criteria for this is?"

"We look at how unique the situation is. The more

unique the situation is, the less likely that there are any

references for the person to go from."

"Makes sense."

"I was sent down to find the person who was put into

this extraordinary position. Never thought that joining

that club would lead me to it."

"You just joined the club for fun then?"

"Yeah. Isn't that the point? Why did you join?"

"I don't know. "Boredom."

"Irony. You are anything but bored now."

"It's a cruel irony. But please, continue on, please."

"My apologies. Anyway, now that I've found you, my

job is help you stop the impending quantum

entanglement that will take place if this girl dies."

"Why do you mean impending quantum entanglement?"

"I see a quantum entanglement the same way that I see a

couple that's tied to each other's hips. They are acting in

a way that makes it impossible for them to be described

independently of each other. Because of how they are

always connected, and they have even begun to look like

one another, even when they are separated it is as though

the other person is still right there with them."

"How does this affect the universe?"

"To put it in simple Lameman's terms, there are several

world lines in the universe. Each world line exist and at

the same time doesn't exist. It exists because of the

infinite possibilities that universe provides. It does not

exist because we are living in a world line of our own.

With that being said, if you bring two world lines

together at the same time, it will cause of a cosmic

meeting of fates and alter the universe just like that."

As Ryan snapped his fingers for dramatic emphasis as

Craig allowed what he said to sink in. He just couldn't

fathom how deep this issue was the universe and the

kind of responsibility that had been placed on him. He

just considered himself to be a normal high school

student who wanted to have a good time. Not only did

he not ask for this, he didn't see himself worthy of such

an important call of duty.

"You okay?" Ryan asked, seeing that Craig was starting

to look out of whack."

"Yeah man." Craig replied as he began to shake off the

anxiety. "Wow."

"I'm aware that this is a lot a young man to handle. But,

I'm sure with enough self-mastery, the tools that I will

provide, and taking action, you can perform honorably."

"Right."

"I hope that this has helped you."

"What were you before you became an earth angel?"

"I was a spirit. I floated through all throughout the universe."

"And then you came to do this."

"That's what I do."

"Okay then, tell me. What the fuck should I do?"

"This is a journey that is going to require you to look

beyond the masquerade. The only way that you are

going to be able to find this girl is to feel her, not see her.

You are going on a date with Marcy Pryce right?"

"It's not a date."

"Whatever. You need to be able to truly see into her

while you are with her. That's the only way that you are

going to be able to either rule her out and deem her as

the suicidal girl."

"And I suppose you mean feel her on an emotional

level."

"Yes. And this can be done in several ways."

"Like what?"

"You'll have fun figuring that out."

"Right. Well, I got to go. I guess we should keep in

touch."

"Yeah, I already got your number, so I will give you a

call later"

"How did you get my number?"

"I'm an earth angel. Divinity sees no limitations."

Ryan began to walk away as Craig stood there, once

again not believing what was happening right here, right

now. Before he began to leave, Ryan stopped and turned

back to Craig with great intent in his eyes.

"It's humorous." Your mere existence could save

humanity. Yet, you leave like a less than worthy mortal.

Strange."

Ryan walked away, leaving Craig to chew on that. As he stared up in the sky he couldn't help

but think to him…

"This is going to hard."