Across the Room

You sit in class, day-dreaming while the lecture goes on about Apollo 11. You look around the room and spot a little girl facing the wall in the corner. You blink softly and watch her, not making a move beside watching the white wall.

"Who're you lookin' at?" You hear your best friend whisper next to you, eyebrow raised. You jump softly and look at him, laughing nervously. "Nothing, Nothing." You give him a crooked smile, as the bell rings and everyone stands.

You glance at the corner of the room.

She's gone.