Chapter 1: Paranormal Piper
Reading minds sucks.
Big time. The thoughts some of these idiots around me have. It's disgusting what they think about. They probably don't even realize the power I have. They don't understand. It's the same everyday. Does he like me? Um, I don't really know the answer… I'm going to kill that girl! This is crazy. I wish they would all stop thinking. My only escape is when I sleep. That's why I like the dark. It consumes all thoughts and it can swallow you whole, never giving away your secrets to minds that don't want to listen. If only this was a perfect world. And before you jump to conclusions I am NOT related in any way, shape, or form to Edward Cullen from that Twilight series or whatever it is. I'm slightly offended you thought I was.
I guess I should describe what I look like and all. I'm kinda tallish at 5'5" with choppy medium length brown hair, streaked with blue. Pale-ish skin splattered with freckles. Extreme love for chocolate chip cookies, apples and the color midnight blue. Ummm I'm always wearing converse or combat boots, and I don't smile. Or talk much unless absolutely necessary. I was born with the mind reading ability, being able to talk at the age of 5 months. You can imagine my mom's face when my first words were "Well what the hell!" Oh, my eyes? Well this is where it gets weird. My eyes are the most solid blue you will ever see, framed with hints of gray. I don't need to eat to survive. I just need water. Good ol' H2O. My parents divorced before I was born. My father's an a-hole and I don't want to talk about it right now.
So, on with the story. Our town, right near Seattle, has had this new buzz to it. Still annoying. Rose, the new girl, the only interesting thing in this small town is coming to school today. My usual dose of music was not able to penetrate the thoughts of every person in town. A new girl moving in? Whoop-de-freaking-doo. More noise for me! So I get to school and everyone is thinking about her, and I mean everyone. I can still see images of her in the guys' heads. Not fun to see, I'll tell you that. The only problemento? I can't hear her. At all. It's like she's not even there. Maybe her mind has left her. Heh. And try as I might, not a sound, not a whisper. No sign of life.
Mrs. Grape, my homeroom teacher, introduces her but I'm not even paying any attention. All my focus is on the girl, hoping to catch on to a whisper. Maybe if I stare at her, I'll be able to penetrate her thoughts…
