Feeling All Superhuman
Chpt 1.
It was a hot and sunny summer southern California day. School wasn't in back session for another 2weeks and all of the King High School kids were enjoying their summers to the fullest. A blonde with blue eyes named Spencer Carlin was at home, outside painting a new portrait to add to her collection. All the sudden she heard someone yell her name.
"Spencer!" a female voice called out.
The blonde rolled her eyes, placing her paintbrush back down on the easel.
"Yeah?" she yelled back.
"Come on in! Dinner will be ready in 10 minutes!" her mother said.
Spencer sighed. "Ok!" she called back; wiping her sweaty brow as she examined her artwork, not even realizing that she had jus unintentionally wiped light blue paint across her forehead.
The blonde got up and walked from the backyard around to the front of the house and as she walked up the steps to enter the house, a new voice caught her attention.
"Hey," the person said gently.
Spencer turned around, not recognizing the voice.
A girl stood a few feet away from her. Standing at about 5'5 with brown hair and dark brown eyes. She had a perfect tan and was dressed in short and tight cutoff jean shorts and sported a regular Hanes-looking wife beater with Rainbow flip flops on her feet.
The person she saw was definitely not familiar to her, so why would she randomly speak?
Hmm, one way to find out.
"Hey," Spencer replied finally, after observing the girl with the unknown name for a moment with a confused look on her face.
"Oh, I'm Ashley," the brunette said politely, extending her hand.
The blonde looked down at Ashley's hand then back at her face with a questioning look on her face before extending her own to shake.
"Spencer," she said slowly. After letting go of the other girl's hand she asked the one question that still hadn't been answered.
"So Ashley…I don't mean to be rude but what are you doing in my yard?"
"Oh, sorry," Ashley replied quickly. "I don't mean to trespass or anything. I'm just new in the neighborhood. My family and I are jus moving in today. I was in the middle of moving boxes to the garage and I saw you outside so I decided to come over and introduce myself."
"Oh," Spencer said, tone quickly picking up. "I'm sorry if I came off rude. You moving into the Jefferson's old place?"
The two turned and looked at the house with the big Uhaul truck in front of it and a guy unloading boxes, almost dropping one of them.
"Yep that's the one. Right next door. The bigheaded kid over there sweating bullets is my brother. So guess that makes us neighbors huh?" Ashley said with a genuine smile, turning her attention back to Spencer.
"Yeah I guess so. He looks like he needs some help, you guys want me to come over and help lift?" the blue eyed girl asked, actually offering to help.
"Oh no, no. We got it. Thank you though. You look like you've already been busy working. Painting?" Ashley asked.
"Yeah," the blonde replied, eyebrows creasing. "How'd you know?"
Ashley smiled. "Physic," she replied.
Spencer laughed. "No really, how'd you know? Am I that easy to read? Do I have the painter written across my forehead in big red letters or something?"
"Haha I wouldn't say letters exactly, and its more like blue," the brown eyed girl said, pointing her own eyebrow to point out where the paint on the other girl's forehead.
"Oh damn, how embarrassing," Spencer replied, cheeks flushing a light red, trying to meticulously wipe the paint off.
Unlucky for her, it had already started drying pretty quickly.
The brown-eyed girl chuckled. "Here let me help you with that."
She reached over and stood less than a foot away from the blonde's face, focusing her attention on the paint that stained her forehead and brow.
"There you go," she added after about 10 seconds or rubbing her thumb across Spencer's face, taking a couple steps back.
"Thanks," Spencer replied with a smile. "I owe you one."
A small silence ensued.
"Well I guess I should…" both girls said at the same time.
"No you go first, no you!" they both said, once again simultaneously.
Then both girls laughed.
"Well I'm gonna go move more boxes, but it was very nice to meet you Spencer," Ashley said with yet another smile.
The blonde shook her head. "You too Ashley. Hopefully I'll see you around soon. And if you change your mind about the help or just wanna get to know the area, you know my mailbox number."
"Haha alright, catch ya later," Ashley said, and then turned to go back into her own yard as Spencer turned and finally went into the house for dinner.