My Life.

I came from somewhere else.

I don't remember the name of that place.

On a large island in the middle of the ocean, every morning I could see a beautiful sunrise.

I went to an institution to learn about the world, its mysteries and everything in between.

Other girls didn't leave me alone since a boy in my class found me interesting. I think.

In the institution, there were grades that you were given based on your results in class.

My results were rather lacklustre since I didn't study and focused on my hobbies but they were still above average.

I think this was one of the reasons most girls in the class didn't like me.

I had a few friends, most of whom were boys since girls didn't like me.

But having friends of the opposite gender seemed to make me even less popular among the girls in my class.

I did have 2 female friends from other classes whom I would eat lunch with but that was it.

I used to go out with a lot of people and sooner or later, they found out and started taking distance from me.

I didn't understand and still don't.

A friend of mine invited me out so I went.

What's so bad with that?

At one point I believed that it was because people invited only me so it was a 2 person activity day but I found that that conclusion was wrong after I went out with multiple people and still didn't fix my reputation among my class' girls.

Looking back on it, maybe it was because they were all boys?

After 2 years of confusion about why individuals of the same gender would not come into contact with me, I decided that I would no longer go out with people since it would most likely damage my reputation among my class.

It didn't seem to work that well but the situation started to slowly mend.

When girls from my class approached me and asked why I wasn't doing indecent activities with one of my hundreds of boyfriends, I told them that I wouldn't do those things with my friends and that I don't have a 'boyfriend' just male friends.

I didn't really know what the acts that they were talking about meant but I took them as indecent.

I thanked them for their concern nevertheless.

When I answered them and then thanked them, the girls that approached me always seemed slightly strange.

Like they felt bad for some reason.

I didn't understand why.

After a few weeks, the girls in my class started to converse with me on a more regular basis.

I don't know what brought that change but I was pleased nonetheless.

They apologized for talking behind my back and calling me out on activities that I had not done with any of my friends while looking a little sad.

I didn't get it so I asked what activities they were talking about and how could one talk behind another's back when they sit in front of you in class?

The group of girls at that time were stunned.

I heard a few mutters talking about how 'pure' I was but I still didn't get it.

They told me that I could keep going out with my friends and that they wouldn't bother me anymore.

I thanked them out of courtesy.

Later that week, a boy from an upper class invited me out.

I accepted since I thought I could make another friend.

Friends will be important in the future since having a wide range of connections is very helpful no matter what profession you want to study for.

When I arrived at the meeting place, I found one of the girls from my class there as well.

I greeted my classmate and asked if she was also invited out.

She said no and that she was only here for safety.

I asked why she would come to hang out with us if she felt unsafe and that she should go to the cops.

She laughed and dismissed my comment.

The boy from the upper class seemed rather uncomfortable for a while.

We were walking down the street towards a cafe that I frequent with my friends.

I stood on the left while the boy stood in the middle and the girl on the right.

...Or was I on the right?

Nevermind.

As we were about to cross the street, I noticed how a car was speeding down the road so I grabbed the boy and girl from the side and pulled them back.

The car raced past us and they both thanked me many times saying that I saved their lives.

But wouldn't they have noticed it and gotten out of the way themselves anyway?

Is what I thought but I then remembered the saying 'Deer in headlights'.

I never had that sort of reaction in any situation in my life. Neither did I ever experience a 'fight or flight' reaction.

They seemed unnecessary.

After receiving their thanks, I told them that its the normal thing to do for friends.

The man blushed while the girl hugged me.

What strange reactions they had.

We continued on our way to the cafe.

As the boy and girl entered first, I heard a yelp from behind.

I turned only to see the same car heading straight for the cafe entrance.

Seeing as how I would get injured needless of how far I run, I decided to help my friends first.

I pushed them each to the side, the boy to the left and the girl to the right so the couches that were next to the door could lessen the oncoming impact.

I was about to join them when I heard a crash and realized it was too late.

The vehicle smashed through the glass door and ran into me.

It seemed that both the boy and the girl had an uncannily good view of how the speeding car drove straight into me.

It kept going and I soon found myself between a black car and a wooden wall that were both covered by blood.

It seemed that even if I was immediately taken to a hospital, I would not survive so I gave up on that thought and accepted my death as screams rang around me.