A/N: The prologue to my latest idea. A taste of what is to come. :D I hope you enjoy.
"Students, your test will begin shortly. Remember, very prestigious schools will be looking over these, but don't let any pressure get to you. All this test will do is see what you already know. You may begin."
Quinn Cummings couldn't hold still in her seat. How was anybody supposed to take a test like this? Just sitting? She adjusted so her knees were to her chest after the paper was given to her, but it didn't help at all. She needed something different. Quinn grimaced as she could tell her live-in classmates were glaring at her. They knew she was a freak about this and they knew what she would do, but she had no choice. She just couldn't sit down for this!
Quinn hopped onto one of the banisters above her. Not that this orphanage was poor, but it did lack a ceiling where it had a roof and insulation. That didn't bother her. She swung her legs around one of the wooden poles and flipped onto the other. The rush to her brain always did her good. She filled out a couple answers.
"Ms. Cummings, get down from there!" the instructor yelled. She ignored him. He waved his hand at her in defeat as she continued to fill out answers on the ceiling. Careful eyes laid on her. It wasn't her fault. She was raised like this. Quinn could hear them whispering, murmurs that she hoped would be caught by the teacher but fell on deaf ears.
"I hear that freak was raised in a circus."
"She does realize that she's not on the high wires anymore, right?"
"Girl is like a friggin' chipmunk. That could get someone in trouble."
"I guess it only makes sense her folks are dead."
More answers flowed into her mind as she hung upside-down from the beams, ignoring the rude comments. Everything about this test seemed so natural too her, so obvious. Everything, she noticed when she was a toddler, was easier to think about in the air. With a wall as a desk, she hung like a bat and finished the entire standardized test in five minutes flat.