[ WP ] One day you come upon a pair of headphones . You soon realise that you 're able to the hear the world through someone else 's ears by looking at them with the headphones on , including their thoughts . What do you do ?

Mister Joshi frowned at Jenna as well as the other students sitting at her table. They were a strange group, she knew. Students that did n't quite fit in with the trouble-makers, only occasionally getting loud enough to earn a warning, yet at the same time not part of those that showed respect to teachers as much as they should. Table-groups like theirs, that type that finish every test first by a longshot, generally fell into one of those categories. 
 
 She smiled at the teacher, acknowledging his unspoken words. *Quiet down*. 
 
 `` Look at I what got.'' Jenna whispered as she pulled out the old pair of headphones and held them up by the cord. She let the torn-up ear-pieces dangle above the table, swaying back and forth like a pendulum. They were white. Or rather, they were *once* white. Now, it was more of a gray. 
 
 `` Jesus.'' Wesley whispered back. `` You found Adam and Eve's headphones.'' 
 
 Jenna laughed, getting another look from Mr Joshi. She quieted down and let the headphones drop to the table. 
 
 `` From the time capsule, I assume?'' Vanessa asked. She finished first even among the table, but that was less because she knew every answer and more because she did n't care about her grades. 
 
 `` That's right.'' 
 
 `` What brand are they?'' Vanessa asked again. 
 
 Not for the first time, Jenna squinted at the strange logo. `` Not sure.'' 
 
 `` Companies did n't exist back when these were made.'' Wesley said. He was met with laughter from the table, even from Sam. It was quiet enough to not attract Joshi's attention. 
 
 `` They're Beats by Dre.'' Jenna said, a smile starting at the edges of her lips. Wesley had been wanting a pair since freshman year. 
 
 `` Shit,'' Wesley laughed. `` Maybe they were *beat* by Dre.'' 
 
 Another chorus of laughter went up from the group. Jenna herself laughed as well, despite trying to remain quiet. 
 
 As Joshi's body got closer to the table, none of the students looked up. It was the same philosophy that children had when it came to monsters. *Maybe if I do n't look, it wo n't be there*. 
 
 Jenna looked. 
 
 He was there. 
 
 `` Quiet.'' He said. 
 
 Jenna nodded, as did Vanessa and Wesley. 
 
 She grabbed the headphones and brought them to her ears. She was n't really going to put them in, but the horrified look on Vanessa's face made it worth it. She stuck them in and turned to Wesley, hoping to see a similar stare of horror. 
 
 `` Somehow they look good on her.'' His voice came, but his lips did n't move. `` Everything does.'' 
 
 Jenna narrowed her eyes at him, removing the headphones, holding them out an inch or so. `` What?'' 
 
 `` What?'' He repeated the word, clearly surprised. `` I did n't say anything.'' 
 
 Jenna stuck the ear-pieces back in. 
 
 `` Did I say that out loud?'' He sounded confused. His lips still did n't move. 
 
 Jenna looked away, at Joshi. He was clear across the room and staring at her. 
 
 `` - could be top of the class if she'd just apply herself.'' The words were spoken as if he were right next to her, though again his mouth did n't move. A few whispers sounded as well and Jenna looked for the source, but saw nothing. 
 
 `` What'd you get for five?'' One of the whispers asked. 
 
 She watched as Joshi walked over to the table nearest him and picked up Mark's test. `` You think I'm deaf?'' 
 
 He walked to the front of the room with the half-filled test. 
 
 She looked at Mark. 
 
 `` Fuckin' piece of shit, shit-skin towel-head-'' 
 
 She looked away from the boy. 
 
 Jenna pulled the headphones out and sat up straight. Wesley, Vanessa, and Sam were staring at her. They looked concerned. If they were looking at her like that... how did *she* look? 
 
 She swallowed and took in a breath. 
 
 `` Guys.'' She said, voice barely even a whisper. They all leaned in to the table's center. She thought of what to say, but did n't find any words. She settled for a pair that she used too often, but if ever they were required, this was the time. `` Holy shit.'' 
 
 She looked at Mark once more and put the headphones in again. 
 
 `` - how he likes it if he gets shot.'' 
 
 He reached into his backpack. 
 
 Jenna tanked the cord and yelled across the room. `` Mark!'' 
 
 He stopped rummaging through the pack and sat up, looking at Jenna. 
 
 He did n't speak, but he watched her, waiting for her to go on. 
 
 She could n't find the words, so she settled for just shaking her head. 
 
 Mark hesitated, arm still in the backpack. 
 
 `` Want to go with me to prom?'' She asked the question without embarrassment, despite yelling it across Mr Joshi's class. She had only fear on her mind. 
 
 Mark's mouth opened to respond, then he shut it. Jenna could see Wesley blink and looked around, waiting to hear the answer as well. 
 
 `` Of course.'' Mark said, arm now out of the backpack. He smiled, though it looked forced. `` I'd uh, yeah.'' 
 
 Jenna sat back and took another focused breath. 
 
 Sam and Vanessa stared at Jenna with shock apparent on their faces now. She was n't the type to make attention, let alone do... that. 
 
 Wesley was looking at his phone, pretending to text someone, though he was the last person to text anyone. He had a reputation for being a perpetual non-responder, even to Sam, and they'd been friends since middle school. Though, Jenna found that Wesley replied near instantly whenever she texted him. 
 
 `` Idiot.'' She whispered the word loud enough so only she could hear. She had to focus. 
 
 Mark had a gun. 
 

