29TH HEARTBEAT

XAVIER ROCKWELL

It was the nerve. I put all of the blame on this sudden nervous state that I am currently in. Not only that it made feel less cool but it also pulled my tongue and tied it making me unable to utter a single word.

I sat pretty timidly and quietly at the very edge of Jordi’s bed. My curious eyes were roaming around the room and I would say I remember everything. Vividly enough, Jordi’s bedroom looked exactly the same as I remembered it when he first took me here that one night. The entire space was visibly neat, perfectly organized and I don’t know if Jordi’s such a minimalist type of person but the space felt personalized somehow. All of his books and other stuff each are placed on their respective areas. Unlike every other teenager’s room, the walls of his room aren’t just riddled with a lot of posters from different sectors of pop culture. However, there’s this lone poster of a very familiar trio of villains. It was a poster of the team Rocket trio, Jessie, James and