Thunder Heart

December 16, 2006

Dear Diary,

Last time I didn't get to tell you the full story of that day. It's a funny thing, time. Three months ago I would have said that it was impossible to turn time back. I mean, haven't we all been in bad situations and thought to ourselves, 'If only I didn't do this, than this wouldn't have happened.' Now I know Hiro Nakamura. He's the one I told you about, the one who can bend the space time continuum. That means he can meddle with time. He can go back in time, go to the future, and even stop time! He can even use his powers to teleport, but I have yet to find out how he does it.

Sorry, I'm getting off topic here. I have a tendency to do that. Now the day I got my powers…

"I don't understand. Why did my cellphone start chargin' when it was in your hands Stazi?" Joan questioned her friend. David, being the science geek that he was said,

"Well there has ta be a logical explanation to this." Stazi just shrugged her shoulders.

"I dunno. Like I said, your phone's broken Joan." She replied as she handed the phone to her friend. When she let go of the phone, it stopped charging.

"Oh well, let's just get ta school. If we're lucky, they might still be serving lunch to the nerds who come early!" Stazi suggested as she took off running. Her friends followed, but they all failed to notice that with each lamppost Stazi passed, they flickered as if they were running out of energy. Some lampposts became brighter and brighter until the light bulbs burst.

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8:30 A.M.

Home Room: Mrs. Cooke

The teacher, Mrs. Cooke, an old lady who was living proof of the 'Big Bang' theory, was calling out attendance.

"O'Shia?" She called for the student in a monotone voice that clearly said, 'God-almighty-save-me-now-from-this-hell-hole.'

"Here." The student answered.

"Patterson?"

"Here."

"Pulaski?" There was no reply.

"My cousin's neighbor's husband's uncle's son saw him collapsed in the Grocery store yesterday. He's really sick. They say that it could be a new disease. He might even die or lose all of his hair." A random girl explained.

The teacher went on,

"Rhodes?" There was no answer.

"Rhodes?" She called out again.

"RHODES!" She shouted, jerking Stazi from her deep thinking and said quickly,

"Here!" The teacher looked annoyed, but she continued.

"Stiletto?" But after that, all noises faded until Stazi couldn't hear them. It was just a thing that always happened to her ever since she was a kid. She would get so into her thoughts that a nuke could go off next to her and she wouldn't notice.

"What does it mean? I touched the phone and it started to charge. Heh, maybe X-men was right, people will mutate. Ok, time to lay off of the comics for now. But if that's true, than what would my power be? A human battery? Or can I give off electromagnetic energy? Can I create electromagnetic fields? Jeez louise, why me of all people?" It was then that the bell rang, snapping Stazi out of her thoughts. She wanted to do an experiment in the bathroom.

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8:55 A.M.

Girl's Bathroom

First Period

"Ok. Breathe Stazi. Relax. Do you're belly-breathing exercises." The teen thought to herself as she meditated while stading in front of a mirror. With her eyes closed, she opened her hand and breathed slowly. The lights flickered and Stazi opened her eyes just in time to see a strand of electriciy jump towards her hand. She jumped in surprise, but was more surprised to realize that it was just hovering there.

"Ok, that's officially the third most awesome thing that I've ever seen in my life." She said to herself. She moved her hand in a pushing movement back to the light were it came from, and the strand went back.

"Ok, if that's not cool, then my Mom will thing that George W. Bush is a good President!"

It was then that Stazi noticed on her watch what time it was.

"Shit! Mr. Brown is gonna think I skipped! Oh hell no…Today's the science test! Well, as my Japanese teacher would say in a time like this: SHIMATTA!"

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9:10 A.M.

First Period: Science

Teacher: Mr. Brown

Mr. Brown was not a patient man.

He hated it when students didn't turn in their work and gave the usual excuses of, 'I had so many activities that when I got home it was ten at night,' or the ever popular, 'My dog ate my homework.' That always made him mad. He also hated it when students were late. If the late bell rang, he would close his door and lock it until he was done talking. And now one of his students who was late on a weekly basis was late yet again. He sighed as he graded the tests that some students had handed in already. Why didn't he become a lawyer?

It was then that the student, Anastasia, decided to knock on the door. He put down his red pen and walked to the door and opened it.

"Miss Rhodes, class started at 8:45. It's now 9:10. What is the excuse this time?" Mr. Brown asked the panting girl. She said in a whisper,

"Let's just say that 'the time of month' just happened twenty-five minutes ago. I forgot the 'items' so I had to find fifty cents in my backpack for one in the bathroom." She explained. The African-American teacher blushed and sighed yet again.

"Just take a seat. I'll give you a test." This was going to be a long for both Mr. Brown and Stazi.

I remember that test very well. I failed it because I was too busy thinking about what had happened in the bathroom. I don't think that I told you this yet, but I have two younger siblings. One of them is Katie. I'd always thought that it was strange that my parents gave me a name a name as elegant as 'Anastasia' and then they named the next children common names like 'Katie' and 'Andrew'. But she had always been so innocent and happy. Nothing in the world could ever make her sad. She could find happiness in everything. She had gotten my mom's flaming red hair, while I had gotten my dad's hair. But we both got their shining green eyes. Being a red-head, Katie had always had a face covered by freckles. Then their's her minute-older twin brother, Andrew. Let's just say that he and her were nothing alike. We would always joke about how one of them was switched at birth. Andrew had black hair that was almost always in a buzz cut and his eyes were a strange pale blue with no freckles whatsoever on his face I remember thinking during the test if they wer like me. Right now, things couldn't get worse.

But the real horror happened when I got home from school. I remember like it was yesterday…