Midnight Sun

1. First Sight

This was the time of day when I wished I were able to sleep.
High school.
Or was purgatory the right word? If there was any way to atone for my
sins, this ought to count toward the tally in some measure. The tedium was not
something I grew used to; evry day seemed more impossibly monotonous than
the last.
I supposed this was my form of sleep--if sleep was defined as the inert state
between active periods.
I stared at the cracks running through the plaster in the far corner of the
cafeteria, imaginig patterens into them that were not there. It was one way to
tune out the voices that babbled like the gush of a river inside my head.
Several hundred of these voices I ignored out of boredom.
When it came to the human mind, I'd heard it all before and then some.
Today, all thoughts were consumed with the trival drama of a new addition to
the small student boy here. It took so little to work them all up. I'd seen the
new face repeated in thought after thought from every angle. Just an ordinary
human girl. The excitement over her arrival was tiresomely predictable---like
flashing a shiny object at a child. Half the sheep-like males were already
imagining themselves in love with her, just because she was something new to
look at. I tried harder to tune them out.
Only for voices did I block out of courtesy rather than distaste: my
family, my two brothers and two sisters, who were so used to the lack of privacy
in my presence that they rarely gave it a thought. I gave them what privacy I
could. I tried not to listen if I could help it.
Try as I may, still...I knew.

(I'd stop you there, i still have the rest of the story and you're getting more interested but it's not the right time.. just wait when the book is published and by then just read all the rest.)