House Of 7's

Anthony is tossing and turning in bed. Turning and tossing. It's not because he was uncomfortable or he had had something that didn't agree with him before bed. He could not stop his mind from thinking about the upcoming day.  He looks at the clock, 2:30am and still no sleep. Sitting up in bed, he rubs his hand over his crew cut head feeling the stubby growth. He is a man in his early 20's with dark eyes and complexion and jet- black hair.  Sleep has always come easy to him, but tonight he can’t relax.
 He says out loud but softly, “Calm down and stop thinking.”
 Crashing back to his bed and rolling onto his right side, he continues thinking, “I got to get some sleep. Geez got to be on duty at 8am, only about 5 hours from now.”  Anthony turns over and, putting his hands under his head, he tries to sleep.
  He is way too excited to fall off. He keeps thinking of the fire academy. All the fun he had and the bad times learning and making mistakes.
 Remembering something, he says out loud, “That damn rabbit!” feeling the embarrassment he felt during the drill.
        The alarm goes off, he stands up and walks over to the chair by his desk. Still smiling the kind of smile that is not easy to remove, he reaches over and gently picks up the dark blue shirt he has laying over the back of the chair. He holds it up by the shoulders and looks at it. It is his duty shirt and on each sleeve is the fire department's patch. It is a red and white Maltese cross emblem with the city’s name in the middle. Above the left pocket is his silver badge with his very own assigned number. Over the right pocket was his name tag. FF A. Mazolla. A shiver runs through his body. His hair stands up in goose bumps. He never imagined that this day would ever come. That's not true. He did imagine it a hundred thousand times, but the feeling he feels now is nothing like he could have ever imagined. It takes his breath away and makes his eyes water. Shaking, he slowly puts it on. As he buttons it up, he stares at himself in the mirror. Unable to stop smiling, he laughs out loud as he wipes a tear from his cheek.

        In meeting his exceptional  co-workers, he soon wants to mirror their dedication for helping the citizens of his town. 
       He discovers something else.  Ever since he was young he knew he was different, but was told to keep it to himself. But now he has found 2 others who are like him. He is told that Indigo people tend to have an innate sense of intuition that comes out in special ways that are unimaginable.