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18 days
Mr Trentacle started picking up his folder and papers. "Ok class, that's it for still have alot to cover on
this topic. The next topic will be the Civil War." With this said, he left. Half of the students had already left the
room. Alex didn't hear the bell though. Ever since Andrew had told her, she had been able to think of little else.
She had heard rumours,stories of some of the kids from Coates. Some told by her own brother. What if they had
abilities like her brother? She shuddered involuntarily at the thought. Andrew said a few did... And then there
was her. Lately she had felt...weird. She didn't know how to explain it. But as she drifted back into the real world,
she saw her chance to test her theory again. "Want to go to the cafeteria with me?" Alex turned to look at the
boy in front of her. , confident, smiley Lance. Girls liked Lance. No, they loved him. He was the
kind of person who got away with things easily. Just like Alex. Alex didn't dislike him, but she didn't find him all
that interesting either. She just found him good looking and, at times, rather amusing. She smiled, already
deciding on testing her theory. "Hey. Sure, I'll go with you". She got up and pretended to trip, letting herself fall
backwards. Of course, she knew he'd catch her. Or so she hoped. And he did. Before she hit the ground, Lance
grabbed her by her right hand, and steadied her with his other arm. "Wow, what was that? Are you ok? Are you
dizzy?" Alex smiled innocently. "Whoops. No, guess I'm just feeling a little clumsy". Clumsy, yeah, right. I'm not
stupid, she totally planned that. She likes me. Sure does. And she-I have to say something. Something cool, or she
will... Lance laughed nervously and started talking about the basketball game he had that Saturday. And Alex
smiled broadly at him. Little did the boy know that the reason for her happiness had nothing to do with him. She
had heard it. Muffled, like with Quinn, but she had heard. She had heard Lance's voice. In her head. She had
heard his thoughts. As soon as Alex managed to ditch Lance, Danielle was on her tracks. "So, not interested,
huh? Well that wasn't what it looked like. Spill it. Did he ask you out?" Alex made a huge effort not to roll her
eyes at the girl in front of her. She didn't like Danielle all that much. But she didn't normally ask questions or ask
much of Alex. And she was powerful in the school. But, most of all, she was the only one who knew about
Andrew, because they had been dating up to when he was sent off. And Alex wasn't ready to have the kids
know the truth. Coates Academy wasn't very...popular amongst Perdido Beach students. Alex played along,
twisting her hair as she spoke, eyes darting away. "What do you mean?" Danielle just smirked at her. And then
they heard a loud crash. When they got to the end of the hallway they saw a little kid. Her knee was badly
bruised and she was crying. Alex approached her. She extended an arm towards her, about to say something
comforting when the girl stopped crying and, smiling, asked. "It could be worse. Can you help me go to the
nurse?" Alex blinked at the girl's sudden mood swing. What the hell had happened? Alex looked at Danielle, who
was even more puzzled than she was. "Sure, come with me". When the three kids got to the infirmary, two more
kids were there, one crying hysterically. "Um, sorry to bother you nurse Gibbs. This kid hurt her knee" Explained
Alex, trying not to grited her teeth at the little, screaming brat. Danielle smiled. "Why don't you shut that kid up
too, Lex?". She said, pushing her friend forwards slightly. However, Alex hadn't been expecting it, so she fell
towards the kid, palms stretched out. In the last minute, she was able to stop herself from falling, grabbing onto
the side of the door. It took Alex a few seconds to relax. And then she noticed. "Oh, my, you must have scared
the kid into silence. Not that I'm complaining". Said the woman in front of them, laughing lightly. She had light
brown hair, pulled up in a loose bun, some gray hairs already showing. Her dark eyes, though tired, were kind
and warm, grateful for the sudden piece. The boy, no older than 6, who had been crying before, no longer cried.
Instead, he had a look of content, of satisfaction on his face and he waved the two girls off as if nothing had ever
been wrong. Alex was beginning to feel confused again. Danielle, on the other hand, seemed excited. "Oh my
God, have you seen that? You have this magic ability to, like, shut kids up and get hot guys' attention. How do
you do it?Oh, never mind! Though, I have to say, try using that gift" And it happened once more. Alex could no
longer hear what Danielle was saying. Why? Because she wasn't interested. She had something much bigger to
think about. It seemed it wasn't only the Coates kids. Definitely not.
"What do you mean he's not coming back this weekend? But I need to see him! I have to talk to him, mom!"
Shouted Alex. Her mother was taken slightly aback by her daughter's reaction. She wasn't one to raise her voice.
She knew better. That was Andrew's thing. "Listen, Alex. We've been through this. Andrew needs to be taught,
to be educated. If he keeps coming back, there's no full effect. We have to put some distance, honey." "Distance?
You're running away from your responsibility as a parent! Both of you are!" "Now, young lady, I will not take that
tone from you-" "Fine! Then I'll go upstairs and ground myself" "No, I think this is more serious than that! You are
not going to-" Alex's mother stopped talking, all of a sudden, her expression switching from furious to confused,
lost. And it was then Alex realized she had stretched her right palm out towards her mother. Alex's eyes widened
in horror, the sweat on her forehead suddenly cold, the air in her lungs unable to find a way out. She had felt it.
A rush of energy had gone through her and...what had she done? Her mother then moved again, as if she had
been temporarily paused by a remote control. "I was...hm, that's funny. I...I was going to say something but...oh,
never mind. I won't ground you. Just, don't get all worked up, Alexandra. It's not what a decent young lady
does". With this said, she left for the kitchen. Alex could not believe what had just happened. She stared at her
palm and slowly a smirk crept on her rose red lips, as it began to dawn on her the extent to which her power
could be useful. It was time for some googling.
12 days.
"Telepathy : Ability to read the thoughts of, or to mentally communicate with others. Empathy: Ability to read or
sense the emotions and/or control the emotions or feelings of others." Alex read into the phone. She heard a
gasp on the other side. "Are you sure about this? Like, how far have you tried to go?" Alex pressed her index
and thumb to her temples. She had been in front of the computer longer than she could take. "Not that much.
I've mostly tested the empathy. It seems I am able to sense other's feelings as my own if I wish to. It's like this
invisible cloak wraps around them, allowing me to feel. I can switch it on and off with my mind, no need to do
anything. But, if I want to manipulate feelings, then my powers are like yours and the rest, my powers also
concentrate on my hands. I've done it about 10 times now, discretely in most of the cases. I feel this gust of
energy leave me and I can manipulate people to feel what I want them to. Yesterday I stopped Orc from kicking
the living hell out of a kid and this Monday I stopped mum from grounding me." "Mum, grounding you? Anyway,
sounds like you've got a useful one for school sis, now I'm jealous. I mean, as cool as mine is, you can't just
shoot waves of sound at people." Both siblings laughed. "What about the mind power? Have you tried that?"
Asked Andrew, his voice eager for more. "I...I have. But it wasn't on purpose. I put a hand up towards Danielle
when she was turning her back to me but, when I tried to, well, change something, she just turned briskly to me
and asked if I had said something. I still have to test it but, it would seem, as I stated, that it's not only mind
reading, but telepathy what I have. I can communicate in thoughts. But I can't manipulate people, aside from
whispering stuff to them in their head. And that would probably just eventually drive them nutts" Both teenagers
laughed at this. Little did they know someone was listening to the conversation. Someone form Coates Academy.
Tyler made his way out of the room silently, and rushed to the other side of the boy's dorm. As soon as he
opened the door, he switched his invisibility off. "I've got some interesting news Caine" He stated. Caine smirked
at the snotty brat, as he knocked on the bathroom door for Drake to hurry in the shower and listen to the news.
7 days
There was a beeping sound on Ethan's wrist. The sound that announced it was time to go, at least if he didn't
want to get caught. And, for once, he actually didn't feel so bad about going back. Because now, getting away
from that building was the easiest thing in the world for him. He walked to the side of the roof and jumped.
Before, as much as he was a good traceur, Ethan would've probably opened his head if performing this. But that
was before. When he actually went down when he jumped. He opened his palms slightly and a gust of air
surrounded him, lifting him in the air, swaying his blonde hair, suspending him in the blue sky. Ethan closed his
eyes and rejoiced the feeling. Out of all the powers he could've developed, he had developed the one power
which could grant him his eternal wish. Freedom. But true freedom didn't exist. He knew that. This power had
certain conditions. The first one being, no one, absolutely no one, aside from the gang, should know he had it. He
shifted his palms slightly, levitating himself down, next to one of the side doors of Coates Academy. And there, as
soon as he hit the ground and started making his way back, he bumped into someone.
Alex had been so mad at her brother's refusal to go back home that weekend that she had decided to cycle up to
Coates and give him a piece of her mind. She had been so mad, she hadn't even been looking where she was
going. She took the corner and, BAM. The girl immediately fell due to the force of the impact, getting trapped
under her bicycle as she fell. She rubbed her bruised arm and looked at the boy she had bumped into. And her
blood froze. She couldn't remember his name, but she knew he was one of the boys in Andrew's year. A Coates
Academy student. His handsome features were menacing, his glare colder than any other eyes Alex had ever
seen. She gulped. "Who the hell are you at what are you doing in the private school grounds?" The boy snarled
at her. His voice made her even more terrified. And she couldn't help but remember the story. One of the stories.
Of a kid who came to this school. Who had shot a boy. Totally willingly. Just because he was annoyed. Could her
power help her against him? As she went through her possibilities, a lady, in her early fifties appeared. "What is
the meaning of this? Mr Roberts, you know fully well the rules of the school. No strangers are allowed in the
school premises and-" The lady seemed to realize, for the first time, the situation the girl was in. "That is what I
was trying to tell this intruder, Miss Morris" The boy defended himself, still stealing a few glares in Alex's direction.
Ethan didn't have time for this. He was going to be late. Again. And he couldn't be asked to visit that damn
councillour again. He didn't want to have to give explanations. Why on earth had that stupid girl decided to bump
into him? Everything was perfectly timed. He sighed in frustration. "Are you alright, miss?" Asked the woman,
offering the girl a hand. The girl, however, got up on her own, adjusting the chain on her bicycle as she did. And
Ethan noticed that she was taller than he had expected, and rather more imposing too. Still the girl averted his
stare. And Ethan couldn't blame her. Anyone who had bumped into someone with his mood in a place like this
was crazy if he wasn't intimidated to some extent. "I apologize miss...Morris, was it? My name is Alexandra
Hayes. I...I came to visit my brother, Andrew. He had a free afternoon today". As she explained, Ethan's eyes
narrowed. "Oh, that is alright then. Mr Roberts here is a friend of his. He can lead you to him. Here's a paper
explaining why you were late Mr Roberts. Consider yourself fortunate for not being asked what you were doing
outside the school building. Good evening, children" And with this said, she left. The girl, Alex, gave Ethan a
nervous glance. But he had no time to put here at ease. "If you know what's good for you, leave now. I'll tell
Drew you stopped by. Now beat it." As Ethan turned to leave he heard her voice, annoyed for the first time.
"What do you mean? I came to see my brother. Take me to him, just like she's told you to." As soon as he heard
that, something snapped in Ethan's brain. He turned around swiftly and pinned Alex to the wall. "Listen here, kid.
I'm no one's messenger boy, got that? If I tell you I'm not taking you, you take it like a bitch and beat it, you got
that?" Alex's eyes widened in shock. What the hell was that guy's problem? And the next thing she did, she did
involuntarily. Her wrists had been pinned to her sides, but her palms could still move. She aimed them at the boy.
And Ethan blinked once. And then a few times more. And then he stared at the girl before him. Her blue eyes
were gazing intently at him. She was expectant. But what was it she was expecting? Ethan tried to focus, looking
away. He was mad. No, he had been mad. But he wasn't any more. He looked back at the girl. She seemed to
relax, as if something she had planned had worked. Ethan let go of her. She immediately rubbed her wrists,
giving a few steps back, away from the boy who had attacked her a few minutes ago. "You've got it. The power."
It wasn't a question, Alex noted. She said nothing. Ethan started closing the distance between them. And Alex
felt threatened. She had turn to run but, the next thing she knew, a gust of air was surrounding her, holding her
up about 2 meters off the ground, right in front of Ethan. For a moment, she was grateful that she was at least
wearing shorts. "Listen kid, I-" He was interrupted by a phone call. He looked at the number. Andrew. Why, what
good timing. He picked up. "What?" On the other line, Andrew was yawning. "Turns out we're all free last
period. So, yeah, you weren't late for this one. Where are you?" Ethan turned to the girl, who had decided she
would be safer if she just stood still. "School side grounds. Make sure no one follows you" He hung up. "Your
brother's coming."
And, indeed, not even ten minutes later, a tall, lean boy, with shaggy light brown hair and light green eyes
appeared in the scene. He was followed by two other boys, which Alex didn't really know. Andrew's expression
changed radically the moment he laid eyes on Alex. His eyes were slightly hollow and his movements were
rushed, nervous, as if he were afraid of something. "Put her down, man!" He urged Ethan. And the boy did so,
letting Alex fall to the ground. Luckily, she was able to land more or less gracefully, without hurting herself. She
glared at the boy who had dropped her so carelessly. But he didn't seem to be paying all that much attention to
her. His eyes were focused on her brother. "What are you doing here, Alex?" Andrew demanded. The girl got up
and brushed herself off. "I came to see you, since you don't seem to want to come down and do it yourself"
"Then why did you come?" He snapped. Alex was surprised to hear such a harsh tone from her brother. But she
was also getting rather tired of being spoken to in such a way by these guys. "I came to see what the hell is up
with you!" She hadn't intended to shout. But she had. But Andrew didn't even flinch. Back when he was at home,
whenever Alex got even a bit worked up, Andrew would give in, would be scared. Now he seemed to be more
worried about something else. "Look, Alex, go home, ok? Just go home." Alex was about to reply but one of the
boys who had come with her brother cut her off. "Didn't you hear? Get moving!" "Stay out of this, Benno."
Andrew said. Alex glared at the boy who had just spoken. He was quite tall, much taller than her, and Alex could
feel a dark shudder creep through her. He was dangerous. The boy turned to Andrew. "Well someone's got to
tell her to piss off, and you don't seem to be up for the job. What are you scared of? That your parents will cut off
your allowance if you tell your sister you don't want her around?" Alex was shocked to hear this, and even more
to see Andrew turning to gaze at her, as if telling her what Benno had just said was true. "Andrew, what's wrong
with you?" She asked, trying to hide the hurt in her voice. Andrew looked away. "Nothing' is wrong with me. Just
go home already. I'm sick of you constantly being on my case. Go back home and leave me alone". And she did.
With one last look she grabbed her bike and, hoping on, rolled off, down the highway, away from Coates. Away
from that battleground.
Andrew felt sick. He had hurt her. He had hurt his little sister, the only person who had always been by his side,
who had always believed in him. He started walking off. "Wow, that was dramatic, huh? Though, I have to say, at
least she didn't cry. That would've been such a-" Before Fredericco could finish he was slammed into the wall by a
blast of sound waves. Without another word, Andrew walked in, followed by a smirking Benno. He had obviously
enjoyed watching Fresericco being knocked into the wall. Ethan walked up to the fallen boy. "You really need to
learn to shut up, moron. Next time it could be Caine doing that. And you could end up like Mark. Or worse" He
made a face, remembering how Caine had made the kid role down the stairs. All because he had said something
to Diana. Ethan turned to follow Andrew. He was his room-mate. So they would have time to talk. For now, Ethan
couldn't help but feel sorry for the girl. But he also couldn't help but wonder what it was she had done to him.
As soon as Alex got to the beach she dropped her bike, stripped into her swimming costume and ran towards the
cold Pacific ocean. She felt so hurt, so humiliated. And she had no one to talk to. Absolutely no one. After a while,
she decided she was calm enough to go home. And, in the cold, she realized what she should've done. She
should've grabbed his hand. Seen what he was thinking. But she had been too fired up to notice. She glared at
the sky. She had lost control. But, of course, how could she not? "In for a late swim, huh?" She smiled slightly as
she saw Quinn approach her. "Yeah, I was really needing it. What about yourself?" Quinn shrugged. "I was
coming back from my dad's work place. He's working late today, so mum sent me to give him some dinner." Quinn
then seemed to look away, as if pondering over something. "Say, Alex, have you had dinner?" Alex blinked. No,
she hadn't. And she was rather hungry. She shook her head. This seemed to please Quinn. "Hey, me neither.
Want to grab some food before you head back?" Alex smiled. That sounded like a good idea. And it would help
her get her mind off Andrew. "That's sounds great. Chinese?" "You're on" Quinn smiled, and both teenagers
headed towards the takeaway van in the Town Plaza.