Friendship to love in the supernatural

Chapter 1, the recap

"Mathew, il est ici!" papa called. But he did not need to call. I had been watching out of my window for the past 5 hours and knew that he was here. Today I was off to a special boarding school, one for telepathic and telekinetic teenagers. Or as my family called us, freaks. Me and my best friend, Lovino Vargas, were freaks in our families eyes. He was telekinetic and I was telepathic. I could read every mind in this house and it was driving me crazy.

Lovino had been at the school for a year already as he was a year older. I often heard the question "why are they friends?" well the answer was when my little brother, Jacob, was 4, my parents hired a babysitter even though I was perfectly capable to look after him. at the time I was 12 and Lovino was 13. They hired him and after we put my brother to bed we would talk. He wasn't as angry back then, back when we thought we were normal.

Then Lovino told me about his powers and showed me. I thought my power was call but he could actually move things with his mind. He told me that he could never control them. I told him at had been like that for me at first but with practice and determination I had grown able to control my mind reading ability. I could block small crowds but in big crowds it was still had. It was like a concert going on in my head and I was stood next to the speakers.

Lovino tried to take the edge off outside school and as he was the only person I could not read, I was fine. We worked on his control and slowly he got better. I was fine around him as I never had to block as for some reason I could not get in his head and read his thoughts.

We never told our parents, they would never believe us. We never told anyone and Lovino only ever used his powers when we were alone.

But then one day I forgot to block when we were around our family's. their thoughts were so strong that I couldn't help it. They knew about Lovino about his powers. And they thought he was a freak. I pulled Lovino from the room and told him what I had seen. He replied that I had to be mistaken but I was persistent and finally we knew we had to tell them about me. What we did not know was that our parents were not our parents. Well, Lovino knew cause he was Italian and his family were clearly English. We started to look for our own family's and this sparked some stupid adult to come and see us. At first they thought that our little siblings were the ones with the powers, but after we proved it wasn't he was a bit shocked.

He told us that normally we would be younger around nine or ten and we told him that was when our powers had started. He was worried that we had been using our powers that long and told us that normally we would have been traced and put in this special school for people like us. It was like normal school starting in year 4 and ending in year 11 before starting their version of college until we can fully control our powers. He said that we would skip the school and go straight to the college as Lovino was already sixteen and I would turn sixteen after the Christmas holidays. He would leave now and I at the end of the Christmas holidays.

So he left and I felt like something was missing. My family would not even talk to me and if they did would always be calling me a freak. The people at school seemed to be able to tell something was wrong to, always avoiding me and the teachers never called on me. Even my hockey team acted like I was invisible. One word rotated round their heads, every were in the school. Freak. Freak. FREAK. I practiced and practiced at blocking until I could block everyone, even when I was in school. By half term I could pick and choose whose thoughts I wanted to hear.

I was impatient to join Lovino at the school, if only to get away from the accusing stares of my family. But I couldn't wait to see my best friend again and as the Christmas holidays rolled around even my family could not dole the excitement I was feeling. Although being excluded from Christmas did dampen my spirits slightly and found myself staying in my den more often.

Years ago when I was younger I found a hollow leading to a small room just bigger than a double bed. I painted it red and filled it with my favourite things. I moved my telly and computer in there and strangely my parents never noticed. I never told them about my den and they never noticed. Now I think that it was the right decision as I could hide and they would never know where I was.

But now it was time to say goodbye. All my stuff was packed, the only things I was leaving behind were the television, computer and the rest of the furniture. I had emptied and sealed the room so my brother's would never find it. For the last four hours I had been staring out the window waiting for him. now I hurtled down the stairs and strait into his arms. "Lovino!" I cried as I made impact.