Loved1: Welcome to our beautiful story, A Path Of Powers. 'Tis the first story written together (unless you count that health play on fictionpress . com. Search Loved1 and go to my story Funny School Assignments. Yes, Rose, I posted it online. :3)

Anyway, in this story there are two main characters. Rose made the first character. And thus this chapter is from the character's point of view and then the next chapter I wrote and is in the next character's point of view (by the way Rose, I made some tiny changes to it)

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Chapter One: Sky Owens

I flopped onto I bed and stared at my new white, large, octagonal bedroom. It seemed so un-like home, but this was an opportunity to start over. I used to live in Colorado, but then my dad's company moved him to Minnesota. I missed my friends a lot, it seemed like it was going to be hard being in a different school and a new town without them. Also, making new friends I knew was going to be extremely difficult, especially with my secret. My best friend Madeline, from Colorado, was the only one that I had told my secret to. Some t.v. shows are about teenagers my age having powers to save the world with, well, I didn't want to be discovered and tested on. I have the power of Telekinesis. Sometimes it's cool to have the powers that I do, but sometimes, it's not. My own parents didn't know that I could move things without touching them, or anybody else, except Madeline.

My dark, hip-length hair was beginning to get in my face. I looked around the room, thinking I left a ponytail binder somewhere. I got off my bed and walked over to my closet door. It was actually another room attached to mine that was supposed to be another bedroom, but since I only had a brother that was already in college, I got to use it as a huge closet. Since the large window in my closet was facing west, I saw the sun starting to set over the lake. It lit up the room with an orangy color to it. I waved my hand and a drawer opened, revealing all of my hair accessories. I picked out a black scrunchie and tied my hair up into a high ponytail. Waving my hand again, the drawer closed. I looked around; my desk and computer were to the left of the large window.

The computer was still on. I took two steps toward it, but then walked back to the doorway to open my room door. I peered around the corner and looked at my door; it was a bookshelf on the outside, but a wall with a gray steel handle on the inside. So my bedroom was a 'secret' room. There was another secret room, just like mine. My mom used it as her studio. She is a fashion designer for some well-known store that sells really cool teen clothes. I sometimes try on her designs, and I usually get to keep them. As I was thinking of my mom's studio, I flicked my wrist and the door slowly opened.

I turned around and jogged over to my computer. Sitting down, I pulled out my keyboard and clicked on a minimized internet page. I started to type. "'a… i… m… dot com…'" I said quietly to myself. The internet page pulled up my username and password, and then I clicked 'sign in'. Twenty-eight people were online; all at once, several friends of mine sent me an instant message or, IM. Cali, Nandini, Katie, Tyler, Victoria, Madeline, and Alex were all the girls that had sent me an IM. I replied to all of them and then I replied to all the boys; a different Alex, a different Tyler, Brandon, Noah, Randall, and Nick.

After an hour, I said goodbye to all of them and signed off. My username appeared on the screen, skyheartcolorado5174. I knew that's all that's left in Colorado, my screen name. My mom came into the room and flicked on the light switch, "Sweetie, you should use the light." Mom walked over to my desk and laid her hands on my shoulders and looked at my screen, "Talking to some friends?" she inquired.

I sighed, "Yeah… I really miss them. Why couldn't Dad's company move someone else?"

"Well," Mom began, "Your father was asked to manage the employees of his company, here." She kissed the top of my head. "Your first day of school is tomorrow, why don't you go to bed early and get some rest." She said as she stood up to leave.

"Alright," I turned around in my chair and looked out the door, "Goodnight Mom!"

"Goodnight Sky!"

I pushed the monitor button and waited for the screen to go black. I looked at the clothes for some baggy flannel sweat pants and a baby-doll top t-shirt. I found an ivory colored shirt and black-and-blue pants, hung neatly on a rack. Pointing to both of them, they both came off their hangers and floated in the air. I quickly put them on and ran into my bedroom. It was eight p.m. Well, I thought, maybe going to bed early might calm my nerves a bit.

Next day, I was running out the door to catch the bus. "'Bye Mom! 'Bye Dad!" I yelled as I hopped onto the bus. My hair was in a high pony-tail again. I sat alone the whole ride there, staring out the window.

I was very lost when I got to my new school. The first two bells rang. Late for class on the first day, I knew wasn't good. My dad had said to go to the office and talk to the principal or whoever was there. Walking through the front doors of the office, I noticed there were tigers everywhere. The mascot must enjoy wearing a heavy tiger uniform at each football game, I giggled to myself.

A voice came from the front desk, "Excuse me, may I help you?"

I turned around, "Um, yes. I'm Sky, Sky Owens; today is my first day here and I don't know where to go."

The lady nodded, "One moment please," She pressed a button on the phone at her desk, "Principal Olsen, there is a new student who needs to be shown around to her classes."

About a minute later, a tall black man came toward me with a piece of paper, "Hello Miss… Skyla Owens?" he asked, sticking his hand out.

"Hi Mr. Olsen. It's just Sky, not Skyla." I greeted as we shook hands.

"Okay Sky," the principal opened the doors for me, "Let's go to your first class."