"Well, here we are, Rayn, Celia, your lucky this school is taking children like you two in," Ms. Wraught tells the two of us. I hop out, ready to be rid of the horrid social worker. I walk into the school, a smirk playing on my lips as I go over mine and Celia's plan. I was a telepath, though the social worker new that, she didn't know how strong I was. I can read the minds of others, infiltrate them, and just all out mess with them mentally. It's so much fun. Celia has the ability to turn invisible and to transport herself; she can also take others with her and turn them invisible when she touches them.
"We know," Celia says.
"Because our powers make us freaks of nature that no one could ever understand or love," I finish her usual rant.
We all get out of the car, me and Cilia with backpacks and a suitcase each, Ms. Wraught with just her breifcase.
"Ah, welcome Ms. Wraught, you two must be our new special students," a tall man greets us. "I am Mr. Bloor, the headmaster, and this is my son, Manfred Bloor, and his best friend, Asa Pike."
"Hello," each of the boys says in their terms.
"I'm Rayn Midnight Stohrm," I tell them as I pull my dark crimson hair with electric blue tips back into a ponytail, my blue eyes scanning them suspiciously.
"Celia Lynn Crise," she says as she combs her left hand through her jet black hair with electric blue streaks.
"Nice to meet you," says the tall boy, his black hair was long for a boy, tied back with a black ribbon. His black eyes seemed to be smothering me as I looked into them. He was also rather pale, in short, I'm saying he's hot.
"Ditto," says the other one, he wasn't much shorter than the first. His hair was a brighter red than mine, his eyes seemingly animalisitic. I look over and hold my giggles in when I see Celia staring at him.
"Celia, wake up," I tell her as I snap my fingers in her face. As soon as she wakes from her trance, her face turns red and she turns invisible. I just groan in frustration, hating when she does this because of embarrasment. "Celia would you get your ass visible again, please, your making a bad impression on Asa, belive me," I mentally coax her out.
"I hate you," she spits