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p class="Body"I was on the couch reading the news paper. It was headlined 'DO YOU KNOW WHAT YOUR CHILDREN ARE?" Ugh, yeah, I am pretty sure people do./p
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p class="Body""Trix, baby, you know that propaganda irritates you. Come on and eat breakfast." My mom said from the kitchen with a concerned tone./p
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p class="Body"She was right. All this mutant stuff really irritated me. Probably cause I was one. But my mom didn't know that. Neither did anyone but me. My dad would have a panic attack if he knew what I was./p
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p class="Body""Bellatrix! London! I have HAD it with those mutant freaks! I just went outside to go to work and someone spray painted "Mutie haters" on to our cars!" My father yelled as he came storming in the house. My name is Bellatrix Kelly. My father was one of the most Mutant-hating people on the face of the planet. His luck to have birthed one./p
p class="Body"His name is Senator Robert Kelly./p
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p class="Body""Dad, you know some humans don't agree with your mutant hating ways as well. A human could of done it." I said, putting my news paper down and gliding towards the breakfast table./p
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p class="Body""Shut up, Bella! You don't know what your talking about! Vandalizing a government officials property is a serious offense!" He growled at me as he sat on the chair next to mine./p
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p class="Body""Robbie, don't take to your daughter like that!" My mom yelled at my dad as she placed a plate full of pancakes on the table./p
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p class="Body""You're right, London. I'm sorry, Bella. It's just these mutant attacks have me all worked up."/p
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p class="Body"I nodded and stuffed a pancake in my mouth before swinging my backpack over my shoulder and running the door./p
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p class="Body""Bye mom! Bye dad! See you after basketball tryouts!" I said as I bolted out the door./p
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p class="Body"You see, I was a mutant. I had invisibility and telekinesis. My dad, as you could guess, wants the mutant race extinct. You do the math. Mutant daughter + mutant-hating father = bad shit. I'm fourteen. I discovered my powers a little over a month ago. I've desperately tried to hide my powers, but it's getting harder every passing day./p
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p class="Body"As I waited at the bus stop, I saw a familiar face smile at me from a few feet away./p
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p class="Body""Hey, B! Wassup?" My BFF Brittany said as she waved at me./p
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p class="Body""Not much, except my dad going way to far this time. Have you read the news article he gave an interview for?" I asked, rolling my eyes. And before you ask, no. Brittany does NOT know that I'm a mutant. No one but me knows that./p
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p class="Body""Yeah, sorry about that. All the mutie kids at school will want your head now. They think your just like him." Britt said to me as we walked onto the bus, where several people eyed me. emSigh, /emthey read the article./p
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p class="Body"I sat down, trying not to look at everyone, which was really hard. "Hey, smelly!" A high pitched voice yelled from the seat next to mine, "I heard the reason that your dad hates muties so much is cause your one! Is 'zat true!?"/p
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p class="Body"I turned my head to see the person who yelled at me was Emma. A tenth grader who loved to make this short bus ride a never ending nightmare for everyone on it. It wasn't a personal vengeance. But it was really annoying./p
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p class="Body""Ugh, why don't you rub some more cosmetics on that wart on your neck! Oh, wait! That's your face, isn't it?" I say mockingly as I shoot her the evil eye. I was in ninth grade, so it was plain pathetic for her to pick on me./p
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p class="Body"She jerked her head in shock before growling at me. "Whatever, loser." She sniffed before turning her head to the window of the bus./p
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p class="Body"Brittany and me giggled a little before realizing we were at school. We hopped off the bus and dashed towards the entrance of school./p
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p class="Body"After the final bell rang, it was hard to move with crowds of students pushing to get out. I scurried to the gym and managed to open the girls locker room. As I pulled the change of clothes I brought over my head, I heard a group of laughter. Not "OMG, you are super funny!" laughter or "What, you did that? You goof!" laughter, it was "We just killed a kitten and stuffed its insides with lipstick" style="mso-spacerun: yes;" /span/p
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p class="Body"Ugh, Courtney Wellenshaw. Emma was the bus bully, you know? The person who is mean to you on the bus, but outside of school they couldn't care less about you. That was her. Courtney? Ugh, she was such a show off. She hated my guts. And my hair, every detail of my face, and pretty much every single part of me./p
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p class="Body""Aw, little witch lost her way, huh, girls?" She snarled at me, high-fiving her minions, I mean, friends, Leslie and Amelia. "Seriously? Is that a reference to Harry Potter? Is that all you can do? Base your come backs on children's books? Wow, that is low even for you." I say, swinging my backpack on my back and walking right past her./p
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p class="Body""Whatever, Kelly! Your dad may be important, but I will have no problem destroying you!" She said as I put my hand on the door./p
p class="Body""The only way you could destroy me is on the court. And we both know that's never gonna happen." I say as I push the door open and leave./p
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p class="Body"Today was tryouts for the basketball team. I was really excited, and not even Courtney and her stupid remarks could drag me down. I had practiced day and night, and was really optimistic about it. I just emreally/em hoped I didn't have a breakout of my power again, like in math class a month ago./p
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p class="Body"You may think having powers is awesome, like no one can bully you without an invisible slap to the face, but it's not. Hiding my powers from my dad was like hiding an elephant in the closet. Impossible./p
p class="Body"I couldn't even use my powers when I wanted to. I would just have fits of power. Like I would turn invisible and it would take mass concentration to turn back./p
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p class="Body"Or I would start to lift everything in the room, and I would have to slap myself mentally until I placed everything down again./p
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p class="Body""Okay girls! Welcome to the court! I'm your couch, Ms. Jell. Let's start with a nice, clean game of B-ball! Mason, Jones, Andrews, Doiley, Cooper, Logde, Woods and Clayton, you're team red. Wellenshaw, Blossom, Lopez, Samuels, Kelly, McAvoy, Lin, Marrow, Genie, your team blue. Blue, your on the left side of the court, red, your right." The couch said spryly, her ponytail bouncing with her movements./p
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p class="Body"A small blond girl on team red started with the ball. She then passed it to Veronica, a girl who's a bit snobby. Veronica fumbled and a girl on team blue snatched it from her. She easily made a two point shot. I gasped. Wow, she was good./p
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p class="Body"The game continued until the score was red-3 and blue-2. The girl who had made the shot, Ginger, hadn't made another shot, but was an expert passer. There was no way she wouldn't make the team. It was the final minutes of the game and I had the ball. I aimed for my shot, but then someone swiped the ball from me! I turned to see Courtney dribbling the ball, smiling slyly at me. That jerk! We're on the same team! Why on Earth would she do that!?/p
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p class="Body"Courtney aimed for her shot and threw the ball. Her shot was way off and it wouldn't make it. I looked at the clock and saw that they're were only 20 seconds left in the game. I ran towards the airborne ball and jumped towards it, trying to tip it into the basket. The ball changed its course and went in the basket, just in time too./p
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p class="Body"But, I don't touch the ball. I wasn't even close to it. It just, went in. It changed directions and shot itself in the basket. Did I do that?/p
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p class="Body"Everyone thought that I had dunked it in, of course. After the game, Ms. Jell was on Courtney's case./p
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p class="Body""Ms. Wellenshaw! Swiping the ball from a teammate to get the glory is a serious offense! You're lucky Bellatrix hit the ball in or your team would of lost!" Coach Jell yelled at Courtney, who looked like a tomato./p
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p class="Body""Besides that, I saw some serious teamwork in that game. I'll post the results on the bulletin this Wednesday. Thank you for trying out and I hope I see you this Friday for the practice at 4:10!" She said as all the girls poured out of the gym./p
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p class="Body"Ok, I think I did well. Well, except tipping the ball in the hoop with my telekinesis. I have to make sure that emnever/em happens again./p
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p class="Body"As I walked home, I examined my surroundings. I don't know why, but I stared at the trees, the houses, the side walk. It just seemed so-empeaceful./em/p
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p class="Body"I opened the door to my house to see my mother crying on the floor. I ran towards her and threw my backpack to the side./p
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p class="Body""N-no!" She sobbed as she held her phone in her hand/p
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p class="Body""What happened? Is it dad? Is he ok?!" I said, my voice starting to quiver, my mom never cried, so when she did something was seriously wrong./p
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p class="Body""N-no h-he's not o-o-ok. I-it's your father! H-he's b-been shot. He's i-in the hospital n-now." She cried out as she sobbed on my shoulder./p
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p class="Body"I felt like crying myself. Tears came to my eyes. And that's how my day ended. My mom and I caressed in a crying hug./p
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p class="Body"I was on the couch reading the news paper. It was headlined 'DO YOU KNOW WHAT YOUR CHILDREN ARE?" Ugh, yeah, I am pretty sure people do./p
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p class="Body""Trix, baby, you know that propaganda irritates you. Come on and eat breakfast." My mom said from the kitchen with a concerned tone./p
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p class="Body"She was right. All this mutant stuff really irritated me. Probably cause I was one. But my mom didn't know that. Neither did anyone but me. My dad would have a panic attack if he knew what I was./p
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p class="Body""Bellatrix! London! I have HAD it with those mutant freaks! I just went outside to go to work and someone spray painted "Mutie haters" on to our cars!" My father yelled as he came storming in the house. My name is Bellatrix Kelly. My father was one of the most Mutant-hating people on the face of the planet. His luck to have birthed one./p
p class="Body"His name is Senator Robert Kelly./p
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p class="Body""Dad, you know some humans don't agree with your mutant hating ways as well. A human could of done it." I said, putting my news paper down and gliding towards the breakfast table./p
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p class="Body""Shut up, Bella! You don't know what your talking about! Vandalizing a government officials property is a serious offense!" He growled at me as he sat on the chair next to mine./p
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p class="Body""Robbie, don't take to your daughter like that!" My mom yelled at my dad as she placed a plate full of pancakes on the table./p
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p class="Body""You're right, London. I'm sorry, Bella. It's just these mutant attacks have me all worked up."/p
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p class="Body"I nodded and stuffed a pancake in my mouth before swinging my backpack over my shoulder and running the door./p
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p class="Body""Bye mom! Bye dad! See you after basketball tryouts!" I said as I bolted out the door./p
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p class="Body"You see, I was a mutant. I had invisibility and telekinesis. My dad, as you could guess, wants the mutant race extinct. You do the math. Mutant daughter + mutant-hating father = bad shit. I'm fourteen. I discovered my powers a little over a month ago. I've desperately tried to hide my powers, but it's getting harder every passing day./p
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p class="Body"As I waited at the bus stop, I saw a familiar face smile at me from a few feet away./p
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p class="Body""Hey, B! Wassup?" My BFF Brittany said as she waved at me./p
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p class="Body""Not much, except my dad going way to far this time. Have you read the news article he gave an interview for?" I asked, rolling my eyes. And before you ask, no. Brittany does NOT know that I'm a mutant. No one but me knows that./p
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p class="Body""Yeah, sorry about that. All the mutie kids at school will want your head now. They think your just like him." Britt said to me as we walked onto the bus, where several people eyed me. emSigh, /emthey read the article./p
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p class="Body"I sat down, trying not to look at everyone, which was really hard. "Hey, smelly!" A high pitched voice yelled from the seat next to mine, "I heard the reason that your dad hates muties so much is cause your one! Is 'zat true!?"/p
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p class="Body"I turned my head to see the person who yelled at me was Emma. A tenth grader who loved to make this short bus ride a never ending nightmare for everyone on it. It wasn't a personal vengeance. But it was really annoying./p
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p class="Body""Ugh, why don't you rub some more cosmetics on that wart on your neck! Oh, wait! That's your face, isn't it?" I say mockingly as I shoot her the evil eye. I was in ninth grade, so it was plain pathetic for her to pick on me./p
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p class="Body"She jerked her head in shock before growling at me. "Whatever, loser." She sniffed before turning her head to the window of the bus./p
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p class="Body"Brittany and me giggled a little before realizing we were at school. We hopped off the bus and dashed towards the entrance of school./p
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p class="Body"After the final bell rang, it was hard to move with crowds of students pushing to get out. I scurried to the gym and managed to open the girls locker room. As I pulled the change of clothes I brought over my head, I heard a group of laughter. Not "OMG, you are super funny!" laughter or "What, you did that? You goof!" laughter, it was "We just killed a kitten and stuffed its insides with lipstick" style="mso-spacerun: yes;" /span/p
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p class="Body"Ugh, Courtney Wellenshaw. Emma was the bus bully, you know? The person who is mean to you on the bus, but outside of school they couldn't care less about you. That was her. Courtney? Ugh, she was such a show off. She hated my guts. And my hair, every detail of my face, and pretty much every single part of me./p
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p class="Body""Aw, little witch lost her way, huh, girls?" She snarled at me, high-fiving her minions, I mean, friends, Leslie and Amelia. "Seriously? Is that a reference to Harry Potter? Is that all you can do? Base your come backs on children's books? Wow, that is low even for you." I say, swinging my backpack on my back and walking right past her./p
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p class="Body""Whatever, Kelly! Your dad may be important, but I will have no problem destroying you!" She said as I put my hand on the door./p
p class="Body""The only way you could destroy me is on the court. And we both know that's never gonna happen." I say as I push the door open and leave./p
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p class="Body"Today was tryouts for the basketball team. I was really excited, and not even Courtney and her stupid remarks could drag me down. I had practiced day and night, and was really optimistic about it. I just emreally/em hoped I didn't have a breakout of my power again, like in math class a month ago./p
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p class="Body"You may think having powers is awesome, like no one can bully you without an invisible slap to the face, but it's not. Hiding my powers from my dad was like hiding an elephant in the closet. Impossible./p
p class="Body"I couldn't even use my powers when I wanted to. I would just have fits of power. Like I would turn invisible and it would take mass concentration to turn back./p
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p class="Body"Or I would start to lift everything in the room, and I would have to slap myself mentally until I placed everything down again./p
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p class="Body""Okay girls! Welcome to the court! I'm your couch, Ms. Jell. Let's start with a nice, clean game of B-ball! Mason, Jones, Andrews, Doiley, Cooper, Logde, Woods and Clayton, you're team red. Wellenshaw, Blossom, Lopez, Samuels, Kelly, McAvoy, Lin, Marrow, Genie, your team blue. Blue, your on the left side of the court, red, your right." The couch said spryly, her ponytail bouncing with her movements./p
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p class="Body"A small blond girl on team red started with the ball. She then passed it to Veronica, a girl who's a bit snobby. Veronica fumbled and a girl on team blue snatched it from her. She easily made a two point shot. I gasped. Wow, she was good./p
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p class="Body"The game continued until the score was red-3 and blue-2. The girl who had made the shot, Ginger, hadn't made another shot, but was an expert passer. There was no way she wouldn't make the team. It was the final minutes of the game and I had the ball. I aimed for my shot, but then someone swiped the ball from me! I turned to see Courtney dribbling the ball, smiling slyly at me. That jerk! We're on the same team! Why on Earth would she do that!?/p
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p class="Body"Courtney aimed for her shot and threw the ball. Her shot was way off and it wouldn't make it. I looked at the clock and saw that they're were only 20 seconds left in the game. I ran towards the airborne ball and jumped towards it, trying to tip it into the basket. The ball changed its course and went in the basket, just in time too./p
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p class="Body"But, I don't touch the ball. I wasn't even close to it. It just, went in. It changed directions and shot itself in the basket. Did I do that?/p
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p class="Body"Everyone thought that I had dunked it in, of course. After the game, Ms. Jell was on Courtney's case./p
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p class="Body""Ms. Wellenshaw! Swiping the ball from a teammate to get the glory is a serious offense! You're lucky Bellatrix hit the ball in or your team would of lost!" Coach Jell yelled at Courtney, who looked like a tomato./p
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p class="Body""Besides that, I saw some serious teamwork in that game. I'll post the results on the bulletin this Wednesday. Thank you for trying out and I hope I see you this Friday for the practice at 4:10!" She said as all the girls poured out of the gym./p
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p class="Body"Ok, I think I did well. Well, except tipping the ball in the hoop with my telekinesis. I have to make sure that emnever/em happens again./p
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p class="Body"As I walked home, I examined my surroundings. I don't know why, but I stared at the trees, the houses, the side walk. It just seemed so-empeaceful./em/p
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p class="Body""What happened? Is it dad? Is he ok?!" I said, my voice starting to quiver, my mom never cried, so when she did something was seriously wrong./p
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p class="Body"I felt like crying myself. Tears came to my eyes. And that's how my day ended. My mom and I caressed in a crying hug./p
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